019-The Disappearing Floor by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-08-07T14:27:10+00:00

"We don't. That's why we want to find out."

"B-b-but you said yourself that someone may have opened this by remote control," Chet said shakily. "How do we know the crooks aren't using the tunnel right now? And-and they may even be trying to lure us into a trap!"

Joe chuckled and aimed his flashlight into the tunnel entrance. "There's some kind of phone in there, hanging on a hook-probably an intercom to the house. Want me to call and ask?"

Frank looked serious. "I think Chet has a point, Joe. Maybe one of us should stay here-outside the tunnel-in case of emergency."

"Okay, you two flip a coin. Me for the tunnel!"

Frank spun a nickel, caught it, and slapped the coin on the back of his other hand. "Winner goes with Joe. You name it, Chet."

"Uh-well-heads."

Frank shone his beam on the coin. "Heads. Guess you're elected, Chet. But look-you don't have to go! Why don't you stay here and I'll-"

"Nothing doing," Chet protested bravely. "I won the toss, so I'll go." With the look of a condemned man en route to the electric chair, the pudgy youth climbed down the metal ladder. He could smell the dank, musty passageway.

Joe was already inside the tunnel entrance. "Come on!" he called back over his shoulder.

As Chet followed Joe into the tunnel, his bulky form brushed the intercom phone off its hook. Instantly a red light flashed on, evidently a signal to indicate that the circuit was now "live"-no doubt a buzzer was ringing at the other end of the line!

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