066 The Vanishing Thieves by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

11 Overboard!

Chet tried to close the door, but Red kicked it open with his foot, and the boy jumped back in order to avoid being batted.

Then Red Sluice, Anton Jivaro, Crafty Kraft, and Big Harry poured into the room. Frank had not yet succeeded in loosening either Joe’s or Vern’s bonds, so it was four against two. There was a fierce struggle but the hoods finally subdued the young detectives, tying their hands behind them.

When the boys were safely bound, Red declared with satisfaction, “You two saved me the trouble of hunting you down.”

Crafty Kraft asked, “Now what?”

“Untie the feet of those two so they can walk,” Big Harry ordered, pointing to Joe and Vern. “Then load all four of them on your truck.”

“Are we going over to the island now?” Crafty asked.

Big Harry shook his head. “We have to wait until morning because I can’t get away tonight. But I want them out of here. They’ll be safe tied up on the boat. ”

Red scowled. “I’d rather get it over with tonight.”

“Can you run the boat?” Big Harry countered.

Red shook his head, and then looked hopefully over at his partners. Crafty Kraft and Anton both admitted they knew nothing about boats either.

The boys were put in the rear of the eighteen-wheel truck. Sluice and Jivaro got in with them as guards, while the tattooed Crafty drove.

“Where are we going?” Frank asked Red as the truck began to move.

“Terminal Island,” Red told him.

“I thought that was a prison,” Joe said.

“There’s a federal prison there, but the Los Angeles Harbor’s there too.”

“What kind of boat does Big Harry have?” Anton Jivaro asked Red.

“A thirty-six-footer with twin diesel engines. Sleeps six and has a cruising range of one thousand miles.”

“Will we be going that far?” Chet asked, worried.

“You’ll only be going about three miles out,” Red told him.

Chet gulped.

“He’s only trying to scare you,” Frank whispered in the plump boy’s ear.

“Speak up if you have anything to say,” Red said sharply. Frank fell silent.

They rode for about an hour. When they finally stopped, Crafty Kraft opened the rear door.

“All clear,” he announced. “Nobody in sight.”

Red and Anton jumped out, and immediately ordered the boys to move. They were parked on a dock containing dozens of boat slips. It was still light enough for them to see that the nearest boat was a large cabin cruiser with Sea Scorpion lettered on its bow.

“I have to get the truck off the dock,” Crafty Kraft said to Red. “I’ll come back with Big Harry in the morning. ”

He climbed into the vehicle and drove off, while the boys were taken aboard and herded down into the main cabin. Inside there were only two double bunks, but through a hatch they could see that the galley next door contained benches that could be converted into two more bunks.

Red and Anton shoved the boys into the galley and ordered them to sit down. Then Red pulled out a table that folded into the wall and lowered it between them.

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