'Holly skipped up to Miles, who had his head between the steps and his bottom in the air. “Miles, what are you doing?”
'“I’m trying … to get … something … er, nothing,” said Miles, grunting and huffing. Holly peered behind the steps and watched Miles digging around the “nothing”. Miles had cleared the dirt away from the top of a small, metal box with a handle.
His heart began to race.' (Publication summary)
