hardy boys fan fiction
PRESSURE IN THE SPOTLIGHT
hardy boys nancy drew fan fiction
by
Josie
Chapter 12
hardy boys fan fiction
THE CHAPTERS
Sam and Frank arrived at the house within minutes, where they were forced to stay back by the police.
"Who’s in there?" Frank asked.
"The Markes'," a nearby officer answered.
"Sydney Markes?" Sam repeated, quickly filling Frank in on what he knew.
"That's right," the officer agreed, "there are at least two kids in there; Joe and the girl, Georgina."
"Someone's coming out," Frank said tensely, looking back at the house.
"It's Mack, her real husband."
"Down on your knees and your hands where we can see them," he was commanded.
Mack tossed his gun towards them and complied with the order, smiling the whole time. They saw him say something indistinct to the officer that approached him, who indicated for Fenton to go inside.
"Where's he going?" they murmured.
***
Joe, Mark and Georgina watched tensely as Sydney stayed where she was, waiting patiently for something to happen. She no longer seemed on edge, and in fact looked extremely calm and complacent for someone who was about to be arrested for murder and several other charges.
They found out what was going through her mind when Fenton appeared in the doorway, and she smiled seductively, moving towards him.
"You don't need that gun," she told him in a low, sexy voice. She gently pulled the gun away, trying to lock eyes with him. "You're cute," she whispered.
"Really?" Fenton let her take the gun, and played along, staring into her eyes. "I've always felt the same way about you," he told her softly.
"What is he doing?" Joe muttered under his breath, as the others watched the woman's audacity with open mouths.
The woman's eyes widened and a self-satisfied smile crept across her lips.
"In fact, when I heard it was you, I got you something," the detective continued, enthralling the woman even more, who took a sharp intake of breath.
"What is it?" she asked.
Fenton grinned as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs. He dangled them in front of her. "These pretty bracelets. Why don't you turn around so I can try them on for size? And by they way," he added as he led her outside, "I’m still happily married. You should check your facts a little better."
***
The teenagers grinned.
"So, she goes around seducing rich men and getting their money off them," Georgina surmised aloud, "dad would be number...?"
"Six?" Mark answered thoughtfully. "I'm not sure. He's going to be the last though." he patted the girl gently on the knee and smiling reassuringly. "I'm going outside." He announced.
Once he had gone, George looked around. "Sorry I caused so much trouble," she said with a weak smile. "Are you going to get into any trouble not being able to give back the money? She took it off me."
"Don't worry about that," Joe assured her. "I...uh...I'm sorry about your dad and everything."
"Not your fault," the girl told him, smiling sadly as she looked down at her hands clasped in her lap.
"Are you two staying here or what?" a new voice asked, and they looked up to see that Fenton had returned.
"We're coming," they chorused as they got up and followed him.
"Thanks Joe," George said softly, kissing him quickly on the cheek. She turned at the sound of her name being called and walked away.
***
Fenton, Frank and Joe watched after her as the others came over to them.
"You don't look very happy," Frank observed, "you've just solved your first case."
"What's going to happen to her now?"
"They'll look for a relative for her to stay with. Till then – I suppose she'll stay with a friend or something." His father told him.
The boy nodded.
"So, what's your next case going to be?" he teased, "something a little more ambitious? Maybe even the whole school this time?"
Joe stuck out his tongue. "Actually, I was thinking maybe I'd leave it a while," he announced.
"Oh? Until when?"
Joe chuckled. "Till I can talk my big bro back into it." he answered, flashing a grin at the boy.
"Oh Joseph..." Fenton groaned.
***
"Hey Castelle," Mark called, "you weren't going to take off without saying goodbye, were you?"
"I thought you'd gone," the girl told him. "I guess I owe you."
"I didn't do anything," he smiled modestly, leaning back against the car behind them.
The duo looked towards the squad cars pulling away with Sydney and Mack in the back seat, and sighed.
It's over, Georgina realized, the reality of what had just happened hitting her. She's gone. But...maybe if I'd handled it better, dad wouldn't be.
Mark was fighting his own silent battle of conscience. Now's as good a time as any...no it's not, she's just been orphaned.
"Castelle?" he said aloud.
George looked up at him expectantly.
"You...uh...you want to go catch a movie sometime?"
She smiled flirtatiously. "Are you trying to take advantage of me while I'm vulnerable?"
"No," he denied, looking embarrassed, "I'm trying to ask you something I've been wanting to for a while – at a very bad time." he acknowledged.
"Miss Castelle?" someone called.
Georgina pushed herself upright, and hesitated before she left. "Call me." She couldn't help grinning once her back was turned.
Mark Elms likes me. Mark Elms likes ME! That kiss was real! Wow...I hope I don't have to go through all this the next time I want a boyfriend.
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