Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys: Club Dread by Carolyn Keene & Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Carolyn Keene & Franklin W. Dixon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2009-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

NANCY

PLAN OF ATAC

I woke up in the morning to a text message from Joe, warning me about danger. I texted him back, letting him know I had some news of my own, and we made plans to meet up that afternoon at the café. I guess they wanted to sleep in for once—this was definitely more of a vacation for me than it was for them. Something must have gone down in the night, but I’d have to wait a few hours to find out what.

I looked around. Our new suite was even more beautiful than the first. This one had an underwater theme. One whole wall was a giant aquarium, with all kinds of fish, from tiny pink ones the size of my finger to a giant yellow-and-green-striped fish that was bigger than my head. There was even an octopus hiding at the bottom of the tank, trying its best to blend in with the coral around it. There were more than seventy fish in total. And I know, because I spent all morning counting them, too excited and nervous to do anything else.

“So you think this Petrovitch guy might be in league with Nikitin?” Bess asked me, leaning on one of the couches that looked like coral but was much softer and more comfortable. She was wearing what I thought of as her “action Bess” outfit—a pair of frayed jean shorts, sneakers, and a pink tank top. On anyone else, it would have looked boring. On Bess, it looked like it could have come straight from a runway in Paris. We were all dressed to investigate—shorts we could run in, our hair pulled back. For the time being, our vacation was officially over.

“Maybe. It seems like it would be possible. But we need something that would connect them. I mean, I’ve never even seen them together. But Petrovitch was pretty angry at the guests here, and Joe seemed certain Nikitin was involved.”

George, as usual, was on her computer. I thought she was checking her e-mail, or playing solitaire, or surfing the Web, but I should have known better. She was doing what she did best.

“It’s funny—I can’t find any records for ‘Andrew Nikitin’ anywhere,” said George, her fingers flying across the keys. “It’s almost like he doesn’t exist. No address, no phone number, nothing. Sorry, Nancy, I can’t get you anything on him. But I did find this.

“It’s a newspaper article about Jasmina’s assault and robbery. The usual stuff, basically what we already know. But listen to this: ‘There was no sign of forced entry, leading authorities to speculate that the victim knew her attacker.’” George stopped reading.

“Hmmm,” I began. “So if it was Petrovitch—”

“If it was Petrovitch, it would make sense that there was no evidence of a break-in, since she was expecting him,” George finished.

I nodded. It did seem to fit in with what we knew. And perhaps the robberies were getting more violent because Petrovitch himself was getting angrier and angrier. One thing was for sure, I needed to talk this all over with Joe and Frank.

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