Passport to Danger by Franklin W.Dixon

Author:Franklin W.Dixon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin Paperbacks

10 Without a Trace

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“The Victoire guy came in, he never went back out, and he’s not here,” Joe said, scanning the room once. “Poof—gone!” Joe walked along one wall, brushing his hand against the wood paneling. “He must have gone into one of those hidden passages behind the wall. That has to be how he disappeared. Now if we can just find the secret door.”

“Watch it,” Frank whispered. The Hardys both looked toward the entrance to the room. Under the arch stood a museum guard, looking their way. “Let’s go for now,” Frank added. “I don’t want to stand out. We can come back later.”

“If I could just hang out here after hours,” Joe whispered as they left the room, “I’d definitely find out where that guy went. Did you notice the camera?”

“It looks as if it’s been disabled,” Frank noted. “Probably by the Victoires. Come on,” Frank said when they were back in the main gallery. “There’s Isabelle.”

“I’ve been looking for you,” Isabelle said. She had abandoned her camouflage outfit for this meeting and was dressed in jeans and a bulky black turtleneck. “You weren’t by La Victoire, as we’d decided.”

The Hardys greeted Isabelle. “There are too many distractions,” Frank told her. “This museum is excellent.” The three strolled through the galleries as they talked.

“Mmmmmm,” she said, nodding. “So you want to start a Victoire in America. Do you think you will find enough people to make it a real organization? Where is your home base?”

“We’re on the East Coast,” Frank said, “but we would want to make it a national organization. How old is Victoire? Did you start it yourself?”

“Oui,” she said. “I started Victoire almost one year ago. And it was not easy. It still is not easy. Our anniversary is coming up. It is time to make the world listen.”

“We’ll help—when we start our own group,” Joe said. “Whatever it takes, right? It’s worth it for the cause.”

“Hmmmm,” Isabelle said, stopping to turn toward Joe. “Do you really mean that? How long will you be in town? We might be able to use you two as allies. We have some plans in mind. Perhaps you’d like to be sworn in as Victoire deputies and help us.”

“What have you got in mind?” Frank asked.

“Well…” Isabelle paused a moment, then resumed strolling through the gallery. The Hardys fell into step beside her. “Let’s just say that we intend to make our mark on this city,” she said.

“Now would be a good time,” Frank pointed out. “The tournament going on, lots of visitors and tourists here.”

“Exactly my thoughts,” Isabelle said. “Paris is always a hostess for travelers and sightseers, but now is an even more special time. It is like when we hosted the World Cup a few years ago. Many new people, many new minds to reach for our cause.”

“So you’re concentrating on Le Stade?” Frank guessed. “Something like the attention-getting events that have already been happening over there?”

Isabelle paused again and this time she studied Frank’s face.

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