17-The Number File by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780671852207
Amazon: 0671852205
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 1993-07-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

FRANK AND JOE took the check stubs and computer disk with them, certain that some information could be retrieved. They wanted to check them over carefully when they got back to Montague's house and could use his computer.

There were things bothering them — little unresolved things—including why Montague's gun was wiped clean of fingerprints. Why had his credit card turned up on the cliff overlooking the wreck of the MG? And the larger questions, such as, what happened the evening Montague was supposedly kidnapped, and was he holding back anything? There were so many unanswered questions—and so little time left.

"We've spent the past two days getting bruised and battered and out of breath." Joe sagged back in his seat as the brothers headed for home.

"But we're not even close to solving this case," Frank said. "And if we don't by tomorrow, we won't deserve a vacation."

Joe scowled. "All we have are names, some pictures, and a good idea who's behind the credit card scam and trying to kill us off."

"Maybe Montague can help," Frank suggested.

"Montague?"

Frank shrugged. "He's either for us or against us. If he's for us, then maybe we can get him to help in solving this thing. If he's against us, then it's time we confronted him and forced his hand."

"Okay, here's your chance." Joe cocked his head, indicating that they were back at Montague's house.

"I didn't realize we were home yet," Frank said, surprised.

"That worries me," Joe mused, "considering you're driving."

They parked Alicia's car and headed for the house.

"Oh," said Frank, remembering something. "We should get the stuff out of the trunk."

"The only thing in the trunk was me; the scuba gear's in the front seat of the BMW."

"But what about the second tank?" "Oh. Guess you missed that. I threw it at the front tire of the BMW after I got in the trunk. There wasn't enough room in there for the two of us, and it looked like a good way to slow them down when they chased us."

"But they didn't chase us," Frank reminded his brother.

"Maybe the tank under the tire worked!" Joe said with a big grin on his face.

Montague and Alicia had come to the front door to greet them. "Hello!" they both said. The brothers said "Hi" as they walked up to the door. Then Joe added another "Hi!" and a broad smile as he looked at Alicia.

They were ushered into the living room, Montague and his daughter anxious to hear how the day had gone so far.

Joe started in without even waiting to sit down. He was uncomfortable pretending to be the friendly guest while he still had doubts about his host. "There are some things we have to talk about." He thought it sounded unusually cold and began to feel even more uncomfortable when he noticed Alicia staring at him, a look of worry on her face.

"Yes, I know," Montague said without hesitating. His manner was relaxed and friendly, and it helped ease the tension. "There's something I have to tell you boys first.

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