What Happened to Leslie Hue?
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Toni is secretly in love with Tucker. So, she is very excited when he volunteers to help her find her missing friend, Leslie Hue. But, of corse, he is only doing this because Tucker loves Leslie. Little pink index cards that give clues to finding her show up in strange places and are delivered by strange people. All the clues have to do with getting on time before her friend dies. But one note is delivered late, but only because Toni is stressed about Tucker talking behind her back. But worst of all, the clock is done ticking.
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