Hardy Detective Agency featuring Hardy Boys Fan Fiction

Joe exited the school gym feeling refreshed. True, it had been harder to work out, not being in his own body, Frank's being leaner and not as muscular, but Joe took that as more of a challenge.

"Hey!" Joe turned to seeIola running toward him.

"Hey, Iola."

The girl glared at him. "Frank Hardy, I don't know what has gotten into you, but I want to find out."

Joe sighed. "Look, Iola, I would like to tell you, but you would never believe me. Never in a million years."

"Try me. Why did you do that this morning? I was just as mad as Callie about you kissing me."

"I know, I know," Joe said, raising his hands in defeat. "But you've got to believe me--you wouldn't belive me if I told you."

"I repeat, try me," Iola said cooly.

Sighing in defeat, Joe was just about to tell her when Frank's cell phone rang. Relieved, Joe crammed his hands into Frank's pocket and pulled out the phone. Walking a short distance away from Iola, Joe pressed "Talk" and said, "Hey, this is J--Frank."

"Frank," came his mother's voice from the other line. "Where are you?"

"I'm on my way home from school."

"Just now? It's five-thirty."

"I was working out...Joe advised me to do that, you know, to keep in good health." Joe knew it was lame, but was the only thing he could think up in a moment's notice. He frowned. "But surely Joe told you."

"No. He's not back yet. Isn't he working out with you?"

"No," said Joe, brow furrowing. Had something happened to Frank? "He decided to skip out today. Told me he was heading straight home."

"Oh no," breathed Laura. "I'm telling your father. Come straight home. Keep an eye out for Joe. If he doesn't show up soon, we're calling Cheif Collig."

A nasty, sickening feeling found its way into Joe's stomach. Frank was missing? Was it Bos'n and that Frizzy-headed guy?

"Look, Iola," Frank said hurriedly, "we'll talk later. Fra--um, Joe never made it home from school."

"I'm coming with you!" Iola said instantly. "I'll help you."

Joe smiled slightly. "I thought you were mad at me."

"Oh, I am," Iola assured him. "But not at Joe. I love him, and he's in danger. Being angry with you isn't going to stop me."

Despite the situation, Joe smiled at Iola's words. "Thanks," he said.

Iola rolled her eyes. "This no time to be sarcastic. C'mon, let's find Joe."

Joe wished with all his might that he could explain everything there and then--to scream, "It's me! I'm Joe!" But Iola would never believe him. Also, it would take too long to explain. Only one thing mattered now: finding Frank. After all, Joe knew what it was like to be kidnaped. He knew what Frank was going through.

Although he felt a pang of guilt as the words ran through his mind, he couldn't help but think, Maybe now you'll see what I've been going through, big brother.

He shook his head. He wasn't being fair.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he was ready. Ready to do anything and risk it all for his brother.

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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.