Tagged for Terror by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780785706410
Google: y7gIAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0671731122
Publisher: Econo-Clad Books
Published: 1993-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

JOE DROPPED the bag he was holding and whirled around. His mind was racing, searching for a plausible excuse for why he and his brother were hiding a pile of expensive luggage in an unused storage room.

"Gina!" Joe gasped the name with relief when he realized she was the one who had caught them in the act. "I'm glad it's only you."

"Only me?" she said with a slight pout.

Joe grinned. "You know what I mean."

Gina frowned as she took in the storage room. "I'm not sure I do. What are you guys doing?"

"That's a little hard to explain," Frank responded.

"I think maybe I can figure it out for myself," Gina said. She made a face at Joe. "You're playing detective again, and you left me out."

"We've got a plan to trap the guys who've been stealing luggage," Joe admitted.

"We can't say any more than that right now," Frank cut in.

"Okay," Gina said, obviously disappointed. "But if there's anything I can do to help, just let me know."

"As a matter of fact, there is," Frank replied as an idea came to him. "Can you get access to the computerized personnel files?"

Gina's gaze turned away from him and wandered around the room. "Gee, Frank, I don't think so," she said. "My computer access is limited to the reservations system. I doubt if I could get anywhere near the personnel records."

"Too bad," Frank said. Gina seemed upset by his request, so he decided not to press the issue.

"Well," Gina said, "I guess I'd better get back to work."

Joe watched her walk down the corridor. "Too bad she's taken," he muttered, shaking his head.

"Come on, Joe," Frank called. "We're going to have to find another place to stash this stuff."

Joe stared at him. "Why?"

Frank picked up the leather fishing-rod case and tossed it in the cart. "Don't you think it's a little strange that Gina was wandering around the storage area? I don't see too many passengers checking in down here. Do you?"

"Gina?" Joe reacted in a startled tone. "Come on, Frank. You're starting to think everybody's a suspect."

"Everybody is a suspect," Frank said flatly. "You forget that sometimes." He picked up another bag and piled it in the back of the cart. "Let's get moving."

Frank spotted a room full of cleaning supplies and decided that would be a good place to store the luggage. He and Joe hid the stash in a corner behind a couple of waist-high barrels of industrial detergent. Then Joe grabbed some more supplies and stacked them on top of the bags. Unless someone was looking for the bags, they wouldn't be noticed.

"There's only one thing about this plan that bothers me," Joe remarked as they headed back to work.

"What's that?" Frank responded.

Joe looked over at his brother. "What do we do now?"

"Now we go on a fishing trip," Frank answered. "We dangle the bait to see what kind of fish bites."

"I see," Joe said, even though he didn't. "And what kind of fishing line do we have tied to this bait?"

Frank smiled.

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