hardy boys fan fiction

PRESSURE IN THE SPOTLIGHT

hardy boys nancy drew fan fiction

by

Josie

Chapter 6

hardy boys fan fiction

THE CHAPTERS

INTRO

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

Frank sighed and tossed his book aside. He had tests coming up, and he needed to study, but knowing that Joe had gone to talk to Chief Collig about getting a job distracted him and made it impossible to concentrate. He glanced at the clock on the wall for the hundredth time in the past ten minutes, wondering if his brother was intending to come home at all. It's taunting me, he thought, listening to the ticking in the uncommonly loud, Joe-less silence.

Tick, tock where is he?

Tick, tock he's going to work on a case without you

Tick, tock is college really more important than your own brother?

He found himself thinking about the case, and felt a strange sense of detachment that he wasn't going to be getting involved. He and his brother had been working together on cases for many years and although this had been his own decision, he wasn't sure he was happy with it. Sure, he wanted to get into college, but was it worth the risk of losing a brother, if eventually he was going to want to get back into detecting as his partner?

***

"That sounds a bit tame for you," Chief Collig remarked, leaning back in his chair and watching the pacing teenager carefully, "I thought you'd be interested in something a little more serious."

"I am," Joe argued, stopping for a moment to look at him, "but it's a start isn't it?"

The chief had known Fenton Hardy's sons long enough to know how close they were, and how good they were at their work. Unfortunately, he had also learned that one of Joe's flaws was his single mindedness and the fact that once he had decided to do something, he wouldn't back out easily. He could sense the boy's

hesitation to leave his brother so quickly, and relented a little. He was sixteen, after all.

"Okay," he said aloud, sitting up and resting his elbows on the large oak desk in front of him, "Solve this by yourself, and I'll take it into consideration; it'll give me a chance to see how you work on your own."

"Great, thanks chief." The boy grinned gratefully.

As he left however, he thought about what the man had said. A case of some stolen money at a local high school was a little insignificant compared with some of the other cases he and Frank had worked on with their father.

***

Georgina put aside her final assignment and looked at her watch, scowling. She had expected her parents to be back by the time she had finished, and had only started to pass the time. After spending almost two hours cooking dinner, she was annoyed that they couldn't even show up on time. They were now almost an hour and a half late and, while this was not unusual for her father, her mother had said that she was 'just going to a meeting.' What kind of faculty meeting took five hours?

She heard the phone ringing from her father's home office, but didn't bother to go and answer it; the answering machine could take a message if it was important. Then she frowned; if he was still at work, why hadn't they been able to reach him there? She got up and went down the hall.

She halted in the doorway as the ringing stopped, and waited to see if the caller gave up. She was rewarded when the answering machine came to life, emitting a low, gruff male voice.

"This is your last chance, Castelle. I gave you the time you wanted, and I don't like being played games with. If I don't get my money by the end of the week, I'll get it out of your hide."

A long beep signaled the end of the message, and the girl stood where she was, numbed with shock. What have you gotten yourself into?

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