060-Mystery of the Samurai Sword by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-08-07T15:12:01+00:00

Chapter 12

A Meeting at Midnight

"Oh, that's terrible news!" Frank exclaimed with an anxious glance at Joe. "Where is Sam now?"

"They've taken him to Shoreham Hospital," Miss Hardy replied. "The police recognized him as your father's top aide, so they called here. But so far I haven't been able to reach Fenton and give him the bad news. That's why I called you boys."

"Good! I'm glad you let us know, Aunty. Joe and I'll drive to the hospital right now and see how Sam is. Over and out!"

Frank switched off the set and hung up the mike. Then he gunned the engine and maneuvered smoothly and swiftly out of the parking lot. Soon they were pressing the speed limit over the Shore Road, en route to the nearby town of Shoreham.

"Do you suppose this is connected to the Satoya case?" Joe asked his brother.

"I don't know. I'm not sure what kind of assignment Dad had him working on."

At the hospital they were directed to the emergency room. Sam Radley had already regained consciousness. The boys found him sitting up on the examining table while a doctor bandaged his head.

"Wow! What a relief!" Frank exclaimed. "We weren't sure what had happened, or how seriously you were hurt!"

Joe added, "What did happen, Sam?"

"Got conked." The detective grinned wryly. "Fortunately I seem to have a hard head."

Frank gave the medic a questioning glance. "How is he, Doctor?"

"Nothing too serious, apparently. Just a bruise and a slight scalp laceration. Bit swollen now, but that'll be down by tomorrow morning. However, I want him to stay here at the hospital overnight, to make sure he's suffered no concussion."

The doctor allowed the Hardys to talk to Sam Radley for a few minutes before he was taken to one of the hospital wards.

"Any idea who hit you, Sam?" Frank inquired.

"No name, if that's what you mean—but I've got a general idea."

Although Radley was the only investigator who worked regularly for Fenton Hardy, there were other operatives whom the sleuth employed from time to time as the need arose. Sam told the boys that their father had asked all his associates to keep their eyes open for any possible Yakuza, or Japanese gangsters, in the area.

"I spotted a guy here in Shoreham with all the earmarks," the private detective went on. "Tattooed arms, flashy clothes, amputated finger joints, the works. So I started tailing him."

"Where'd he go?" Joe asked eagerly.

"To a cafe down on the waterfront. And he met a man there, an American, from the looks of him, anyhow." Sam paused for a moment, his brow creasing in a thoughtful frown.

"Did you recognize him?" Frank prompted.

"I don't know. And that bothers me a bit." Sam hesitated, still frowning. "He looked familiar, but I can't place him. Anyhow, the two of them gabbed for a while, then the Yakuza got up and left. And I followed him—which turned out to be a mistake."

"How do you mean?"

"I figure he may have suspected he was being shadowed, so he told the American to keep watch.

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