hardy boys fan fiction
A DAY OFF
hardy boys nancy drew fan fiction
by
Emachinescat
Chapter 8
hardy boys fan fiction
THE CHAPTERS
Frank squinted at where he had last seen his brother. “Dad,” he muttered apprehensively, “I don’t see him.”
“Maybe it wasn’t him,” Callie said shakily.
“No!” Frank protested. “It was. I know it was.”
They hurried to the spot where they had last seen Joe. “He was here. I know it,” Frank said, but seeing no sign of the missing boy, they returned to their trek to Red’s.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, Fenton reminded each of the teenagers with him that Chuck had no reason to suspect that they were suspicious of him, and not to let their emotions get the better of them, no matter what.
They sauntered up to the desk. “Welcome to Red’s, can I help you?—oh hey, guys,” Chuck said. Frank contained his anger and attempted to smile politely.
“Hey,” he said.
“Found Josh yet?”
“It’s Joe,” Vanessa said curtly, convinced that these sudden “memory losses” were all an act and that Chuck was merely trying to cover up the fact that he was the kidnapper.
“Oh, right, of course,” the man said, rubbing his bald head. He noticed Fenton’s observant gaze. “Do I have something in my teeth?”
Fenton frowned. “No, I was just in another world,” he muttered. He knew this man looked familiar—but why couldn’t he place him? The private investigator was becoming very irritated with himself.
“Ah,” Chuck said. “Sooo…what brings you guys back here to Red’s?”
“We just wanted to eat dinner before we headed home for the night,” Callie stated matter-of-factly.
“Good idea. You must really like it here.”
“It’s the greatest,” Frank managed. “Really good.”
“Cool. I’m glad you like it.”
They talked for a while longer, trying to divulge any information possible from this man, but Chuck simply wouldn’t say anything against himself. Finally Fenton stood up. “Well, thanks for the meal, Chuck. Here’s your cash.” He handed a twenty dollar bill to Chuck.
As the group walked out into the dusk, Chuck’s eyes narrowed and he said in a throaty whisper, “They’re getting too close. Way too close.”
*****
“That was very productive,” Vanessa said sarcastically as the group headed for the park exit. The park was mostly empty by now, as it was five minutes until closing time.
“He was lying through his teeth,” Frank said through his own gritted teeth.
“Yes. Listen, we’ll head back to the hotel and—“
“No, Dad,” Frank said firmly. “I’m going to go over to Red’s and snoop some. I’ve already talked to a guard, and they’re going to leave the gates open until I have time to search the place.”
“No, Frank,” Fenton protested. “If Chuck is anywhere around, you could be in serious danger.”
“Dad, I’ll be fine. There’ll be a guard outside Red’s. If anything happens, he’ll know. Maybe I’ll find some clue as to where to find Joe. You guys go on. I’ll drive the van home—they’re done searching it.”
Fenton grudgingly agreed. “Just be careful, son.”
Frank smiled wanly. “I will, Dad. I will.”
*****
Frank snuck behind the counter and began his thorough search of the many rooms that were lining the dim hallway. He came to a door that looked like it led to a closet of some kind. Frank flung open the door, and gasped as he flipped on the light.
Pieces of rope and duct tape hung on a small shelf. It looked as if they had been gradually cut away by a large nail protruding from the shelf. A piece of cloth lay nearby, along with some duct tape lying beside it—and there were droplets of blood sprinkled on the floor!
Frank’s heart jumped as he realized that Joe had been here—his brother had been here the whole time! He had been so close, yet Frank had been unable to find him. A wave of guilt overcoming him, Frank rose and prepared to alert the guard of what he had just found. Before he could turn around, however, something heavy hit him on the head and he blacked out.
Chuck smiled evilly as he stared at the unconscious boy before him. “Perfect,” he muttered. “Now big brother can watch little bro as he takes the ride of his life—to his death.”
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