"I have to get to Metro City Park," Roxy thought.
"Someone just attacked workers there."
Roxy looked at her friends.
"I'll be right back. I'm going to go, um, look at the owls again!"
When Roxy landed in Metro City Park, she saw some workers.
Broken saws and rope lay in the grass.
A bucket truck was parked nearby.
Its tires were flat, and its windows were smashed.
Its crane was bent.
"Wow," Roxy thought.
"Why would someone do this?"
Detective Smith was looking at some trees.
Vultures were perched on the branches.
"So, Detective," Roxy said with a grin.
"Do the vultures know who attacked the workers?"
Detective Smith groaned. "Very funny, Rocket Girl.
Those are the trees the workers were going to cut down."
A worker walked over to Detective Smith and Roxy.
"I'm Earl," he said. "I'm the supervisor."
"What happened here?" Detective Smith asked.
Earl scratched his head.
"Well, we came here to cut down those trees.
But then a flying person attacked us."
"Why were you cutting down the trees?" Roxy asked.
"Vultures perch in them," Earl said.
"Residents near here don't want vultures around."
Roxy was confused.
"What's wrong with vultures? They're just birds."
Earl shrugged. "The residents say the vultures are creepy."
"Um, can someone help me?" a voice said suddenly.
Roxy looked up.
A worker was high up in a tree.
A rope lay in the grass below him.
"Carl!" Earl said. "I forgot you were up there!"
Carl looked annoyed.
"That bird villain snapped my rope. Now I'm stuck up here!"
"Hold on!" Roxy flew up to Carl and brought him safely down.
"You're the best, Rocket Girl," Carl said.
Detective Smith took out his notepad.
"Can either of you describe the villain?"
Earl nodded. "Yeah. She looked like a hawk.
She had really big wings and a hawk mask."
Carl nodded too. "She called herself Thunderhawk."
Detective Smith looked thoughtful.
"This must be the same person who attacked people at the roof party.
The party was over there."
He pointed at a nearby building.
"The residents said they had just gotten rid of a hawk's nest."
"Hmm," Roxy thought.
"Robin cares about birds, especially raptors.
Maybe she knows who Thunderhawk is."
She called Terrell.
"Hey, Rocket Girl," Terrell said.
"I'm coming back to the Raptor Center, Terrell," Roxy said.
"I need to talk to Robin."
"Robin's not here," Terrell said.
"She never came back."