Stolen Identity by Franklin W. Dixon

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

12

BACK TO WORK

JOE

OKAY, THIS IS GETTING TO be ridiculous,” I said after Frank finished telling me what happened during my track meet. We sat in his car, watching everyone else leave the event. “I’m not blaming you for losing the guy,” I went on. “I’m just sick of waiting for this guy to make the next move.”

“Yeah, me too,” Frank agreed. “Another wasted day with nothing to show for it.”

I pointed to the two medals hanging around my neck. “What about these?” I had won second place in the hundred-yard dash, and our team had come in first during one of the relays. We were going to regionals.

Frank smiled. “You know what I mean.”

“Anything from the Irregulars?” I asked.

Frank may have lost sight of the bad guy, but he’d been able to check in with Drew and his fellow skaters.

“All quiet back home,” Frank replied.

“You know, having the Irregulars was a great idea and all,” I said. “But maybe we’re going about this the wrong way.”

“What do you mean?” asked Frank.

“Instead of asking ourselves what Sherlock Holmes would do,” I explained, “maybe we should be asking what the Hardy brothers would do.”

“We’re doing it,” said Frank.

“No, we’re not.” I shook my head. “What if this was happening to someone else? What if someone else was being taunted like this?”

Frank’s eyes lit up. “We would try to solve the original case.”

It was true. Since that first night, Frank and I had been so preoccupied with being framed that we had only recently tried to figure out who would target us in the first place. We were all defense and no offense.

“We still have Lieutenant Wolfe to worry about,” Frank pointed out.

“True,” I agreed. “But if we end up being ‘detained’ ”—I made air quotes as I said the word—“then at least it’ll be after my track meet.”

“And we could fill the police in on what we’ve learned so far,” added Frank.

“Say, what about the lieutenant?” I asked. “Do you think she could be setting us up?”

Frank thought for a moment. “How so?”

“She could warn us not to investigate and then get someone to plant the pages so we have no choice but to investigate,” I explained. “Busting us might make her look good to the chief when he gets back.”

“That’s a good motive,” said Frank. “But that’s still playing defensive. Let’s put that on the back burner for now and figure out how the pages were stolen in the first place.”

I pulled out my phone. “I know someone who can help with that.”

I shot a text to Hector and had him meet us at the Meet Locker. Fifteen minutes later and we were all at our favorite booth in the back.

“Hey, guys,” Hector said as he sat down. “What’s up?”

“We’d like you to tell us more about the manuscript,” Frank said.

Hector glanced around. “I told you that I’m supposed to call that lieutenant if you start asking questions about the case.”

Frank leaned in. “Are you going to?”

Hector raised an eyebrow. “Do I need to?”

“No,” Frank replied.

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