27-Nowhere to Run by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Juvenile Fiction, Detective and mystery stories, Mystery and detective stories, Family, Mysteries & Detective Stories, Boys & Men, Siblings, Hardy Boys (Fictitious Characters)
ISBN: 9780671716172
Google: mH0WuEqePrUC
Amazon: 0671716174
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 1989-05-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

"I WANT TO SEE Biker and hear his side of the story," Joe demanded.

"Forget it, kid," Sims replied.

"It's best that you stay away from Conway," Fenton agreed.

"Your father's right," Sims went on. "You shouldn't be hanging around a killer."

"He's not a murderer!" Joe shouted. He lunged at Sims, grabbing the older man by the lapels of his jacket. Frank pulled his brother away.

"Settle down," Frank said. "You're not doing Biker any good by losing your temper."

Frank had to drag Joe over to the van, out of Sims's hearing.

"Look, Biker's safe in jail," Frank whispered harshly. "Whoever killed Frost and shot at us will probably try to get Biker, too. Anybody desperate enough to kill once won't hesitate to do it again."

Frank was relieved to see a glint of understanding come into Joe's eyes. "Now, let's go to Queens and search Frost's apartment before Sims gets the idea to do the same thing."

Joe nodded and climbed into the passenger side of the van.

"You still want to come along?" Frank asked Sue.

"Staying here won't help Biker," she replied. "Besides, you'll be able to find Frost's apartment more quickly with me to guide you."

With that, Frank, Callie, and Sue got into the van.

"Where are you going?" Joe asked as Frank pulled away from the burnt gas station. "The highway to New York is in the other direction."

"I know," Frank replied. "I don't want Sims to see us leaving town. So I'll head downtown for a couple of blocks and then take another route to the highway." Frank checked his rear-view mirror several times to make sure Sims wasn't following.

"This is it," Sue said a couple of hours later. Frank stopped the van in front of a dingy five-story apartment building.

"Frost's place is on the third floor," she added, "apartment three-F."

"You two keep watch outside," Joe said as he hopped into the back of the van and opened a box containing various disguises. "Frank and I will handle this."

Callie was ready to protest when Frank raised his hand.

"We'll need some warning if Sims or the cops show up," he explained, then winked at Callie.

Callie smiled as she and Sue got out of the van.

"Acme Speedy Delivery," Joe said as he threw one of two blue jumpsuits at Frank.

They quickly pulled on their disguises. Joe grabbed a clipboard and handed a wrapped, empty box to Frank.

"That ought to do it," he said.

The inside of the apartment building was as dingy as the outside. Frank and Joe had to use the stairs because the elevator had broken down.

"Here it is," Joe said as they walked down a darkened hallway.

Frank put the box on the floor and pulled out a case full of lock picks. He crouched down, inserted a pick in the lock, and in seconds had opened the door.

They entered the apartment and Frank locked the door from the inside.

"This place could stand a tidal wave of disinfectant," Frank said wrinkling his nose at the smell of dirty laundry and unwashed dishes.

Joe was too busy going through Frost's dresser drawers to notice the smell.

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