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Timberwolves needed two goals to win.
    â€œThis doesn’t look good,” Johnny said to Stu. They were on the bench, waiting for their shift.
    â€œNo,” Stu said. “Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten all those pancakes at the restaurant.”
    â€œYou mean today?” Johnny asked his friend. “Or all your life?”
    â€œHah, hah,” Stu said. “Aren’t you funny.”
    â€œYes, I—” Johnny stopped. He was watching the game. “Oh no. Our goalie just tripped their center. Our team is going to get a penalty.”
    Now the Timberwolves were a man short. This was big trouble. Coach Smith sent Johnny and Stu out, along with Tom.
    The Calgary Hawks moved the puck into the Timberwolves end. Stu went into the corner to get the puck. He fell. As he was sliding along the ice, he swung for the puck with his stick. It bounced off the boards, right onto Tom’s stick. Tom saw a defenseman in front of him. He shot the puck off the boards around the defenseman to center ice. Tom raced as hard as he could to get the loose puck.
    He got past the defenseman. Suddenly, he had a breakaway!
    Halfway to the goal, the other defenseman tried to trip Tom. But Tom managed to stay on his skates. He skated hard toward the goalie. He fired a high wrist shot into the top of the net.
    The Timberwolves had scored!
    Now it was four all. But there were only three minutes left.
    Johnny and Stu and Tom skated by the bench.
    â€œCan you stay on the ice?” Coach Smith asked them.
    Tom nodded. He went back to the center ice to take the face-off. Johnny and Stu stayed on the ice too.
    The referee dropped the puck. The Hawks center won the draw. The puck went to the left defense. Tom didn’t chase the puck. He waited near the center.
    Johnny charged forward at the defenseman with the puck. Tom watched carefully. He saw that the left defense was going to pass to the right defense. He waited to the last second. Then he charged ahead just as the left defense began to pass across the ice.
    Tom intercepted the pass!
    He had another breakaway.
    This time the defenseman tripped him. Tom slid on his stomach, watching the puck go into the corner.

    When the Hawks defenseman touched the puck, the whistle blew.
    The referee called a penalty.
    Tom got up on his skates again. He saw that everyone was looking at him.
    Johnny skated close to Tom.
    â€œGood job,” Johnny said. “The referee is going to give you a penalty shot.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œA penalty shot. If you score, we will be ahead.”
    Tom took a deep breath. He looked like he was nervous.
    The referee placed the puck at center ice. It was quiet in the arena. The referee blew the whistle.
    Tom took the puck and slowly skated up the ice. He crossed the blue line and picked up speed.
    The goalie came out of the net to make sure Tom didn’t have much to shoot at.
    Tom faked left. He went right. Then left again. The goalie fell for the move. Tom rolled the puck to his backhand and lifted it into the open net.
    Five to four!
    Tom lifted his hands high in the air. The crowd cheered.
    Three minutes later, the game was over. The Timberwolves had won.
    Tom and Johnny skated off the ice together.
    â€œI scored three goals in three shifts to win the last game,” Johnny said to Tom. “Now you helped us win this game. Do you think that makes us even?”
    â€œNot a chance,” Tom said. “Now we’re staying another night. So I have a lot of time to get you, don’t I? Just watch out, because something might happen to your Ian James hockey stick.”

Chapter Six
    â€œI don’t think this is a good idea,” Stu said to Johnny.
    They were walking down the hallway of the hotel. No one else was there. Johnny had a can of shaving cream in one hand. He had a big envelope in the other. Stu carried Johnny’s hockey stick. Johnny was not going to let that stick get out of his sight.
    â€œYou said that