Hardy Detective Agency featuring Hardy Boys Fan Fiction

Frank arrived at the crime scene a few minutes after he and his father departed. The entire parking lot was blocked off, and Frank realized that this must have caused great controversy between the park visitors and employees, because the park was especially packed that day. With an entire parking lot blocked off, all the spaces were filled up. As he was walking toward the kidnap sight, a light blue Mustang pulled up beside him and a girl of about nineteen stuck her head out of the window and yelled, “Hey!” Frank turned and walked quickly to the car.

“Can I help you?” he asked, willing his impatience to look for clues not to get the better of him.

“Yeah,” she said, pushing her bleached blonde hair out of her deep blue eyes. “What’s with this parking lot? Why’s it blocked off? There’s like no place to park out here!”

“There was a kidnapping here last night,” he informed her hastily. Her eyes grew wide.

“A kidnapping?”

Frank nodded. “Yeah. My brother.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” she squealed. “What does he look like?”

“Blonde hair, bright blue eyes, tan skin, muscular,” Frank informed her.

“Sounds hot,” the girl murmured to herself. Frank looked at her, annoyed.

“What?”

“Sorry,” she apologized, blushing. “I was just thinking to myself. I’ll keep an eye out for him.”

“Great,” Frank said heavily. “Thanks.” The girl grinned and drove off. Frank began his trek across the parking lot. Two officers were standing next to the Hardys’ van, which had remained untouched in case it held any evidence.

“Hey, kid!” one of them said when Frank was within earshot. “This area is closed. It’s a crime scene.”

“I know,” Frank said, when he was standing in front of the officers. “A kidnapping. My brother was taken. I’m Frank Hardy,” he introduced himself.

“Ah, Mr. Hardy, Chief Brown said you might be around. Can we help you?”

“Actually, I was hoping to look around for clues.”

The officers looked at each other and shrugged. “Have at it, Frank, but don’t expect much. We’ve been scouting this place all day, and haven’t seen anything suspicious.”

“Well, it never hurts to go over it again,” Frank said, and with that, he began his inspection of every inch of the parking lot, searching for anything out of place. When he was near the edge of the lot, he noticed something white fluttering in the breeze. The youth bent to pick up the scrap of paper, and realized it had something written on it. ‘ThunderWorld Empl…’ was all Frank could make out, but it proved to be enough. He hurried over to the officers and said, “Look at this. The kidnapper passed by the exact spot this was found. It’s an employee card.”

“So it is,” one of the officers stated.

“Do you think Joe could have been taken by one of the staff?” he asked.

“Well…it does look suspicious, but this could have been there before.”

“I suppose,” Frank said, “but it’s the only lead we’ve got. I’m going to call Dad and get him out here. If he thinks we should follow up on it, we’ll head out to the amusement park and ask around. Maybe he’s being held there.”

***

Joe awoke groggily to someone shaking his shoulder. Head pounding, he opened his eyes slowly and saw his kidnapper leaning over him, evil glint in his eyes. “Hello, Joseph. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, but I have a job, you know.” He snickered. “Actually, I never would have been able to plot my revenge like this if I hadn’t found out you were coming here and used an alias “Chuck” to get a job here. As an employee, I have a key to the park and have it to myself at night. So. I think it’s time we have a little more fun. But right now, it’s my lunch break, and I plan on doing all the damage I can during it!”

Joe struggled feebly to free himself and “Chuck” snickered. “No worries, Joey,” he said. “I’m gonna untie you.” He took his knife and sliced through the bindings keeping Joe’s wrists together, making sure he sliced off some skin as well, making Joe wince in pain, and then he did the same with his feet. Without bothering to remove the gag, Chuck pulled his fist back and slammed Joe in the stomach. The boy gasped in pain, and before he could do anything to prevent it, all he knew was the pain as Chuck’s rock hard fist slammed into his stomach again…and again…and again…soon darkness welcomed him into its clutches, and Joe knew no more.

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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.