CHAPTER 4

Fenton Hardy made his way carefully down the slope. It had rained the previous night and the ground was muddy and very slippery. Making his way towards his friend and colleague, Sam Radley, who was standing next to Chief Collig. Both men wore grim expressions on their faces.

"Is it my missing person?" Fenton asked.

Chief Collig rubbed his hand over his face: "I don't know yet, not until the ME makes a positive ID. But I have to tell you Fenton, if it is…"

"We have a serial killer on our hands." Fenton sighed.

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When Miranda Adams had gone missing, no one thought anything about it. Miranda's roommate thought she had dropped out.

"Miranda was having a hard time, she hadn't realized how hard the classes were going to be," her roommate Cindy told campus police.

When Miranda's body was found several days later, it came a quite a shock to everyone at Bayport University. Then two more female students disappeared, their bodies found not far from each other. All three girls had been stabbed to death.

A few days later Annabel Summers disappeared. She was last seen leaving the university library. Annabel's parents had contacted Fenton Hardy, pleading with him to find their little girl. Agreeing to take on the case, Fenton had summoned Frank and Joe to his study.

"Another girl has disappeared from BU," Fenton began: "Her name is Annabel Summers, her parents have asked me to find her. I'm going to need your help."

"Sure dad, of course."

"What do you want us to do?"

Fenton smiled proudly at his sons.

"I knew I could count on you two. Frank, I want you to talk to some of the university students. I think they'll feel more at ease with you."

"Okay. Is it all right if I ask Callie for help? Maybe even Tony, I'm sure they would be happy to."

"Good idea, you could cover the campus a lot faster. Joe, two of the girls have younger siblings that attend Bayport High. I want you to find out if they girls were into anything illegal. They may have said something to their younger brother or sister."

"You mean something they didn't want their parents to know?"

"Exactly. Here's a photo of the other missing girls. The Summers are going to send me one of Annabel."

Joe picked up the photos, when he was done with them he handed them to Frank. Turning when he heard a frightened gasp coming from his brother. Joe couldn't help but notice that Frank's face had gone very pale.

"Frank, what's wrong?" Joe asked, his voice filled with concern.

"I never noticed before, but with the photos side by side this way…" Frank looked up at Joe. "They almost look like Callie!"

"What?!"

Frank placed the photos on the desk; Fenton walked around his desk, he stood next to Joe and studied the photos. All three girls had the same shoulder length blonde hair, although their eye coloring was not the same. Joe reached over to grab a paper that listed the vital statistics on the three girls.

"Dad he's right! Look they're almost the same height. Oh man, this is…this is scary!"

"Who would want to hurt Callie?" Frank wondered out loud.

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Cheerleading practice was over, Tina changed out of her uniform and prepared to leave the gym. She was glad her boyfriend would be waiting for her. Tina brushed back her blonde curls as she left to meet Hank. A smile graced her face when she saw her tall, muscular blonde blue-eyed boyfriend. His arm around her shoulders, Hank escorted Tina to her car. Making sure no one was hiding inside the car, Hank kissed Tina goodbye and headed for his dorm.

As Tina waited at the stop sign, she saw Hank crossing the street. Since no other cars were waiting behind her, Tina stayed to watch Hank. She heard someone gunning their engine, she squinted her eyes shut as a cars high beams came on.

With growing horror, Tina stared as the car sped towards Hank. Screaming his name, she tried to opening her car door. In her panic, Tina had forgotten that she had locked the doors. When she finally realized why the door wouldn't open, it was too late. With her screams echoing in the closed vehicle, Tina saw and heard the deadly impact as the car hit Hank at full speed. Looking on with disbelief she saw Hank fly up in the air and crashing down to the ground.

The Car stopped and someone got out and walked over to Hank. Grabbing her cell phone, Tina put her car in park and ran over to Hank. Falling to her knees once she reached him, Tina began to sob.

"You're in no condition to call for help. Give me the phone and I'll call an ambulance."

"W-what?" Tina looked up at the stranger. "O-h, o-okay." She gave the stranger her phone. "H-Hank…oh please…please be okay!"

As Tina cried, she never saw the baseball bat that came crashing down on her head.