Hardy Boys Adventures Collection Volume 3

Peril at Granite Peak
As I rounded the corner, I spotted Rick just ahead. He paused and bent down to poke at something on the ground by his feet, muttering something that I couldn't make out due to the wind. WHOOSH! I gasped and jumped back as a huge pile of snow slid off the roof of the ski shack, completely burying Rick!
 
The Battle of Bayport
Mr. Lakin made his way over to Don Sterling. “It’s bad enough we have to suffer through your performances onstage. Now come on, we’re going to be late for our own party. The whole world doesn’t stop for you, you know.”
Mr. Lakin gave the Don’s boot a kick. The Don didn’t move. Joe and I exchanged a glance. Something was definitely not right. Joe knelt down and put his fingers on Don Sterling’s neck like we’d been taught in our first aid course.

“I don’t think he’s acting,” Joe said after a moment. “It’s hard to fake not having a pulse.”