"We will have to go to the place where it happened," Arianne smiled. She led him to the sidewalk and they began walking down the street, past the line of parked cars belonging to the people who were attending the funeral – his funeral.
"I feel so much younger and energetic," he said.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Arianne said, easily matching his long strides.
"You never know how tired and sore you are until it's gone," he said. "I feel like I could run and never stop."
"Well, we would get there faster. Race you there!" And Arianne was off.
"Hey wait!" Fenton Hardy broke into a sprint. It felt like only a few moments but soon Arianne slowed to a halt.
"What? Already? I was only getting started," Fenton said. "I haven't even broken into a sweat."
Arianne grinned broadly, and marched on ahead. That smile that Arianne shared with Frank and Joe may be compared with that of their father, but it wasn't all his – he could see their mother in that smile and facial expression at times.
He matched strides with her – in a fashion that reminded him of himself, when he was "on a mission" as some of his friends had joked.
"It happened here," Arianne pointed to a party demolished warehouse. "A bomb went off here. It was remote-controlled and was detonated when you came close enough. The police figure that whoever it was hit close enough to watch you."
"Where was Collig?"
"He and his men were just arriving when you were walking to the warehouse. They were not injured by the blast – it was just big enough to harm anyone who was right on front of the warehouse."
Fenton nodded and began looking around. His keen eyes took in everything.
"Did they find where the man was?" the detective asked.
"No," was the reply.
Fenton walked around, his trained eyes scanning everything. He had never felt so clear-headed in his life. There was silence for a bit.
"He was here," the great detective announced at length. He pointed out a slightly trampled grassy area. He knelt down and examined the area. After a few minutes of scrutiny, he asked. "Do they have any evidence?" he asked Arianne.
"Any evidence is down at the police station," Arianne replied.
"Of course you can't tell me everything," Fenton smiled grimly and got to his feet. "I have to find everything out for myself."
Arianne smiled at him.
