Hardy Detective Agency featuring Hardy Boys Fan Fiction

Joe, lying blindfolded, gagged, and bound hand and foot, could do nothing to prevent being tossed about in the tiny trunk as the kidnap car sped along. The captive let out a muffled gasp of pain as he was hurled into the left side of the trunk, then, as the sedan took a particularly sharp turn, was rammed into the front of his minute prison.

He couldn’t remember much about what had happened after the man had hit him, other than the fact that Frank was tied up…and then what? Joe hoped whole-heartedly that his brother had not been taken as well, but had no assurance of that whatsoever. ‘Either way,’ the miserable boy said glumly to himself, ‘if that punk took Frank, then he’s not in the trunk with me. I can barely fit in here myself.’

Questions, troubles, and fear brewed around in the blonde boy’s mind. Who was this man? What connection did he have with their father? And why was he so bent on this “revenge” business?

With a sickening feeling in his stomach, Joe wondered where the kidnapper was taking him, and what he planned to do when he got there. The young man had been the target of numerous fiends, most of which wanted revenge on Fenton, and some scrapes Joe had barely come out of alive. Why did this have to happen to him? ‘And on my day off, nonetheless,’ he thought bitterly.

Joe knew that he had to escape the first chance he got. Whether this man was mentally unbalanced like many of the foes he’d encountered, or had just been driven mad by rage, Joe couldn’t stick around: both conditions were equally dangerous.

Joe hoped with all his heart that Frank hadn’t been taken; for if he hadn’t Frank would surely find him. If he had, however, Fenton would track them both down. But remembering what the kidnapper had said about the youngest going first, Joe figured he was alone, and the evil doer was going to torture Frank by worry for a while, before killing Joe himself. ‘Not a very pleasant thought,’ he muttered mentally.

A while later, the car came to a sudden stop and Joe was thrown violently against the side of the trunk. A few seconds later, he heard the trunk being opened. The kidnapper grabbed Joe and yanked him roughly from the car. He then pulled the duct tape from his captive’s feet, and, putting one hand on the youth’s shoulder to guide him, he used his free hand to shove a gun into the small of his back and ordered him to move forward. Unable to do anything else in his current position, Joe complied and walked shakily in the direction indicated by the man behind him.

Joe heard a door being unlocked and opened, then he was shoved into an unknown room. Oddly, Joe realized, the unknown room smelled of hotdogs and hamburgers. Heart filled with dread, anticipation, and fear, yet curiosity as well, the young captive waited for something to happen. A moment later, something did. And that something sent pain coursing throughout his body.

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While Joe was being taken away, Frank sat bound and gagged in the front seat of the van, worry taking over his mind.

Who was that man and why did he want revenge on their father? And why take Joe? He knew the answer to that at once. ‘Because he’s the youngest,’ Frank thought, ‘and the kidnapper knows he can torment both Dad and me by hurting him.’

But the feeling that came almost as strongly as his anxiety was anger. Anger at the man for taking Joe. Anger at his father for even suggesting such a stupid idea as a day off. But the strongest surge of anger was at himself. ‘How could I do that?’ he thought, while futilely trying to escape from the duct tape that held him prisoner. ‘How could I just let that man walk off with Joe? I’ve failed him. If anything happens to Joe, it’ll be all my fault.’ Although in a corner of his mind, he knew that he did what he had to do. If he hadn’t, Joe would have been shot. He would never forgive himself for this.

Finally deciding that attempted escape would be absolutely pointless, Frank lay back, head pounding, heart racing, and worry coursing through his veins, and waited anxiously for dawn to come and someone to find him.

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The Hardy Boys belong to Simon and Schuster and the Stratemeyer Foundation. The Hardy Boys Fan Fiction authors of the Hardy Detective Agency have just borrowed them for an adventure or two. The authors promise to put the boys back when they are done with them. The authors do claim copyright to the original characters in this story. Please do not borrow original characters without express permission of the authors.