Hardy Detective Agency featuring Hardy Boys Fan Fiction

‘I think so, Dad. We found part of an employee card where Joe was kidnapped. I have a hunch that the kidnapper might be an employee. Joe could even be somewhere inside the park.’

“Okay, Frank, I’ll be out there in just a few minutes!” Fenton promised. “Stay right there. We’ll go into the park and start asking around, see if we can find someone who might know where Joe is.”

‘Okay, Dad. By the way, something really odd happened. This girl stopped and asked me why the lot was closed. When she asked me what happened, I told her that my brother had been kidnapped and gave her a description of him. She said he sounded hot—then promised to keep an eye out for him.’

To Frank’s surprise, Fenton chuckled. ‘What’s so funny?’ he demanded.

“Frank, son,” Fenton said, “that’s just a girl for you. Listen, I honestly think that young lady has nothing to do with Joe’s disappearance. If you ask me, she was just a ditsy blonde on her way to have fun at an amusement park.”

Frank laughed slightly. ‘Yeah, I guess.’

“I’ll be there right away, son,” Fenton promised. Frank said good-bye, then they hung up.

Fenton grabbed his keys and hastened to the front door. Right as he was about to open it, he heard a knock. Surprised, Fenton opened the door to see two smiling faces. “Oh, hi, Mr. Hardy,” Vanessa said, sounding slightly surprised. “We didn’t know you were here.”

Fenton could have kicked himself. He had completely forgotten that Vanessa and Callie were supposed to come over that day. Being in such a rush to get to the boys, and trying to reassure Laura, it had totally slipped his mind that the girls were even in the general vicinity, let alone expecting to spend a fun-filled day with Frank and Joe.

“Yeah,” Callie agreed. “The guys told us it would be just us and them—but that’s totally fine,” she added quickly. “You’re cool to hang out with.” She paused, looking at her boyfriend’s father carefully. “Is something wrong?”

“Girls, I am so sorry, but this isn’t turning out to be the vacation the boys planned,” Fenton said heavily.

“Why—what happened?” Vanessa asked anxiously.

“Tell you what—come with me to the amusement park—I’m meeting Frank there—and I’ll tell you everything on the way.” Once Fenton was at the wheel, with Vanessa in the passenger seat and Callie in the back, Fenton told the girls everything that had happened. Vanessa gasped and held back a sob. Fenton put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, keeping his eyes trained on the road. “He’ll be fine, Vanessa,” Fenton said, still trying to reassure himself.

The detective felt rather uncomfortable in his present situation. He was not sure how to go about comforting Vanessa and Callie, while still trying to calm himself as well. Finally he said, “Frank thinks he’s picked up a lead—we have reason to believe that maybe the kidnapper is an employee at ThunderWorld and that Joe may be somewhere near the place—maybe even in the park.”

They arrived at the parking lot to see Frank solemnly conversing with the two police officers. When he saw the car pull up, he rushed over to meet his father and the girls. “Callie! Vanessa!” he said in surprise. “I’m so sorry, I forgot you were supposed to be coming.”

He gave Callie a quick peck on the cheek then put an arm around Vanessa’s shoulder. Although the girl said nothing, Frank knew the emotional pain she was going through at the very moment. He himself was feeling it as well. “He’ll be fine,” he said. “We’ll find him.”

“Okay, son, do you have your passes? I suppose the girls will have to buy tickets to get in—”

The private investigator was cut off by one of the officers. “No need for that, Mr. Hardy. We’ll accompany you to the entrance and let them know who you are and we’ll get you in for free.”

Soon Fenton, Frank, Callie, and Vanessa were inside the park. “Wow, this is really nice,” Callie commented.

“It is big,” Fenton agreed.

“You know, somehow it seemed much nicer yesterday,” Frank said.

The foursome spent the entire morning talking to the employees. All denied that they had seen hide or hair of the blonde boy but promised to keep an eye out for him. The Hardys met no one they deemed suspicious.

Around 12:30, Fenton said, “We’d better stop somewhere and eat. Then we can continue our search.”

They passed what looked like a fifty’s restaurant. The sign on the door said, ‘Red’s’. “Let’s stop here,” Frank suggested, and the others agreed.

They strode up to the front desk. “Hi, Welcome to Red’s!” the perky, blonde girl said, then grinned when she saw Frank. “I remember you!”

Frank was amazed as well. It was the girl he had met at the parking lot—the one that had deemed Joe “hot”.

“I’m Mary,” she introduced herself.

“I didn’t know you worked here,” Frank said, sensing that his girlfriend was monitoring his conversation with the girl. Frank said, mostly to calm Callie’s nerves, “This is the girl I told you about, Dad—from this morning.”

“Yeah, I do work here,” Mary said. “Haven’t seen any sign of your brother, though. And sorry if I freaked you out a little this morning. I just had my coffee and I was a little nutty. I just said the first thing that came to mind.”

“Right,” Frank said. He was about to say something else when a bald man with piercing blue eyes came to the front desk.

The blue eyes darkened momentarily when he laid his eyes on Fenton and Frank, but then he smiled, and the look went away. “Welcome to Red’s!” he said in a cheery voice. “I’m Chuck! What can I get you?”

They ordered, then Frank said, “My brother has been kidnapped.” He gave a description of Joe and was relieved to see that this man said nothing about Joe sounding hot.

“That’s horrible!” the man gushed. “Insolent people! Your poor brother—John, right?”

“Erm…Joe.”

“Of course. Yes. Well, I’ll do anything in my power to help you find him. I hate the way people behave. Honestly! Taking someone else’s brother…and son.”

“Thanks,” Frank said, then he and the other three sat down at a table.

“You know,” said Fenton, munching on a French fry, “something seems oddly familiar about that man, but I can’t place my finger on it.”

Meanwhile, Joe was just coming to after his beating from Chuck over the evil man’s last break when he thought he heard a familiar voice.

“…my brother’s been kidnapped…”

Joe felt a sickening feeling creeping into his stomach. Frank was here. Looking for him. He was so close, Joe could hear him. Knowing that Frank was so near and hearing his brother’s voice made the young captive more determined than he had ever been to break free from his bondage. He set to work, diligently working on the duct tape and rope that bound his hands by rubbing them against a sharp object that seemed to be protruding from the shelf. The young man had only one thought in his pounding head: ‘I’m coming, Frank!’

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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.