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The next day found Gwinn, the Hardys, Nancy Drew, and six undercover cops at Brewer's Lake. They had moved Laura to a hotel room where she stayed to keep an eye on Ty. They had wired Gwinn so they could hear everything that was going on while they sat in their hiding places.

"I hope this works." Joe whispered to Frank.

"No more than I do." Frank answered back. He glanced at his watch. "He should be here anytime."

"There." Joe whispered pointing to a man about six foot seven, carrying a bag, heading toward Gwinn.

"Hi, Daddy." Gwinn said as she hugged her father.

"How is my little girl?"

"I've been better."

"I'm sure." Her father laughed. "How is our little experiment? No side effects?"

"No. He's growing like a weed."

"It's hard to believe he's two weeks old."

"You're telling me." Gwinn laughed.

"Youngsters grow up so fast." Sawyer Paine said sadly as he ran a hand down his daughter's cheek.

"I'll always be you little girl." Gwinn whispered.

"I know." They sat down on a bench. "I brought your favorite." Sawyer said as he pulled out a milkshake

"Mint-Strawberry chocolate chip!" Gwinn exclaimed as she clapped her hands. She then threw he arms around Sawyer's neck and kissed his cheek. "You're the best."

"I know." He said with a knowing smile. "Well, I had better let you go so the Hardys don't get suspicious."

"Ok. "Gwinn said as she took a sip of the milkshake. "When will I see you again?"

"I'll contact you."

"Bye, Daddy." Gwinn waved as he walked off. "I love you!" Sawyer waved then continued walking. Fifteen minutes later, everyone come out from their hiding places.

"I did as you said." Gwinn said with a smile. "I placed the tracker under the collar off his shirt."

"Great." Fenton pulled out the handheld tracker screen and started it up.

"You did real good." Con said. He and the rest of the cops got into their cars and drove off.

"Let's get home." Joe said. "I'm hungry." Everyone laughed as they headed toward their cars.

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"When do we head out?" Joe asked from his position on the couch. They had been home for three hours and he was getting restless.

"Patience, little brother, is still a virtue." Frank laughed.

"Easy for you to say."

"Trust me. I'm as impatient, if not more so, as you."

"You sure hide it well."

"I know." Frank looked at the handheld tracker screen and watched as the red dot stopped moving. He looked at Joe and smiled.

"Finally." Joe jumped from the couch.

"Dad?" Frank called up the stairs. Fenton appeared at the top. "He has finally stopped and we're heading out."

"Ok." Fenton nodded. "Be careful. No one has ever been able to catch him."

"Yes!" Joe said. He grabbed the van keys and headed out the door.

"We'll see you when we get done." Frank said with a wave.

"ok."

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"An old abandoned warehouse." Joe said sarcastically. "Why is it always an abandoned warehouse? When will it be a nice, large mansion that has been lived in for years, or a nice luxury hotel with an all you can eat buffet?"

"I don't know." Frank laughed. They joined Con as he explained to the other cops and agents what they were doing. They had each split into ten teams with six people each.

"We want him alive at all costs." Con finished. He turned to the Hardy boys. "Here are your walkies and you do have you guns, right?" When both boys nodded, he motioned to a group of cops. "You guy will go with team three." He said as he motioned to the team.

"Ok." Frank said as they join their group.

"The plan is for us to go through the front." Deputy Hans said. He shot a look at Frank. "Follow my lead. I'm in charge of this group."

"Fine." Frank said with a shrug.

"I'm glad we have an understanding." He then turned to the rest of the group. "Let's move out." They headed toward the front door. Frank and Joe stayed near the back of the group.

"Who put cranky beans in his coffee?" Joe asked.

"I don't know." Frank replied. When they got to the front door, Hans counted quietly then kicked down the door. They rushed into a large open area with room lining the wall. They heard the other groups as well.

"Get into groups and spread out." Hans called. He pointed at Frank. "You're with me." Frank and Joe shared a quick glance and shrugged

"ok." Frank said as he followed the deputy. They all headed in a different direction. An hour later they all met in the middle of the open area.

"Nothing?" Frank asked incredibly.

"Nothing." Con said. Frank pulled out the handheld tracker screen and looked at the red dot surrounded by blue. Con took it and began to study it. He then headed outside and made a phone call.

"What was that?" Hans demanded.

"My business and none of yours." Frank shot back. Hans threw a hard right hook that caught Frank off guard. He landed on the floor but he quickly stood back up, wiped the blood from his lip and threw his own fists. Hans and Frank fought hard for about ten minutes, each getting enough pain to keep them fighting, but unable to inflict final blow.

""Men!" Con shouted. Neither one acknowledged him. Con looked around him to see the others watching in shock. Joe watched silently ready to jump in if his brother needed him. Con pulled his pistol from his holster and aimed it at the ceiling. He fired two shots. Everyone hit the ground. He walked over to Hans and Frank. "I don't know what is going on here, but I demand it stop."

"Sorry." Frank said as he took a tissue Joe handed him and wiped at the blood running into his left eye. Con looked at Hans who just huffed, pulled out a handkerchief and walked off.

"What was that even about?" Con asked.

"I don't know." Frank shrugged. "but he threw the first punch."

"I'll talk to him later." Con walked over to where he had sat the tracker screen. "I called your dad and told him where we were and asked accurate is this thing."

"I upgraded that thing right before we planted the tracker." Frank said. "It should be good within at least fifty feet."

"That good?" Con said as he released a low whistle.

"Dad only buys the best." Joe said proudly.

"So where is our man then?" Frank looked at the tracker. The red dot was slowly moving away from all the blue dots.

"Underground." Frank whispered.

"What?" Con asked, puzzled.

"There's another entrance?" Joe asked. "A secret door?"

"Probably." Frank smiled at Joe. "All we need to do is figure out where that door is."

"Right on, Brother." Joe said as he headed toward the wall. Frank turned to the other cops.

"We need you nine to help Joe search the wall for secret door." Frank pointed out. "You twenty, begin searching those rooms again. Twenty of you go search the rooms upstairs. Twenty of you go outside and see if you can find anything. Get into groups of two and search everything over with a fine tooth comb. The rest of you will help me search the floor for any hidden doors."

"Your not the commander here." Hans said haughtily. "We don't have to do anything you tell us to do." Some others around him agreed.

"Let me put it this way." Con growled, looking over each person there. "If you don't help, you will be suspended, without pay, for three weeks. Am I understood?"

"Yes, sir." The group said as they quickly began to search.

"Also, the first group that finds it will be given a two week paid vacation to where ever they want." Con shouted.

An hour later they heard a shout from one of the rooms.

"I think we may have found something." Everyone headed toward the room. The officer pointed to a closet that had had the panels removed from the wall. They looked to see stairs heading down.

"Let's go." Con said. "Be ready for anything." They quietly made their way down the stairs. It smelled old and musty and they could hear the scurry of little critters. When they got to the bottom of the stairs they saw three tunnels heading in different directions.

"Ok." Con looked down each tunnel. "Let's split up. If you find something fire off one shot. If you find Paine, fire off two shots, but don't kill him."

"What if he become aggressive or he is armed?" a officer asked

"wound him."

"Yes sir." They groups quickly formed and headed out. The Hardy boys and their group headed down the tunnel toward the right.

"I love this guys decorator." Joe said sarcastically as he looked around. Everyone chuckled.

"I think it's the same one you use." Frank riddled.

"Haha." Joe playfully punched his brother. As Frank groaned Joe remembering that Frank was probably sore. "Sorry."

"No prob." They walked in silence. Ten minutes later they heard a gun fire.

"Someone found something." Con commented as he looked behind them..

"So did I." a gruff voice said. "Turn the flashlights off. Now." The group quickly complied.

"What do you want, Paine?" Frank asked.

"I want my freedom. And I am going to get it." Joe felt a large hand close around his arm and yank him off his feet. He struggled against the strong arm but found it futile.

"Frank?" Joe called.

"Shut up."

"Don't hurt my brother." Frank demanded.

"They all say the same thing." Paine said.

"What?"

"I'm going to kill you and your brother, then I am gone." Paine cocked the gun and held it to Joe's head. "It's going to look like Frank here killed everyone here then committed suicide because her heard the others coming."

"This won't work." Frank said as he knelt on the floor. He felt around on the floor till he found his brother's small pistol flashlight and grinned. He connected it to his pistol.

"You have no idea what I am capable of." Paine boasted.

"I have a pretty good idea." Frank raised his pistol. "however, on the count of three you are going to release my brother."

"I'll release him and let you hear his body hit the ground when he's dead."

"One…"

"What do you think you can do in the dark. I know this place like the back of my hand."

"Two…"

"Can I say one last word?" Joe asked sadly.

"sure."

"He's right, Frank. There is no where left for us to go. He's too strong. You know dad was right, we were way over our heads."

"I'm glad you have accepted your fate." Paine laughed. "Anything you want to say Frank?"

"Three." In a matter of second, Frank flipped on the flashlight and fired. Paine fell backwards, throwing Joe. The gun that was in Paine's hand fired. "Joe!" Frank rushed to his brother.

"I'm fine." Joe groaned. Paine's bullet had glazed Joe's head. They heard the other cops come running down the hall.

"We heard the shots."

"Help us get Paine and Joe upstairs." Con said. They slowly made their way back upstairs. They laid Paine on the floor.

"I'm glad you took the chance." Joe sighed. They were wrapping a bandage around his head to stop the blood flow till the ambulance got there

"Thanks for the hints." Frank sat beside his brother.

"I'm glad we worked out that system." Joe laughed. He and Frank sat in silence as Con came walking over.

"I hate to tell you this, but he just died." Con motioned to Paine.

"You mean…" Frank stood, shocked. "I…"

"I'm sorry, Frank."

"It wasn't your fault." Joe said. "If you hadn't taken that shot we would all be dead right now."

"I know." Frank said.

"Your bullet went straight into his heart."

"How did I manage that?"

"He was left handed." Joe said.

"right." Con explained. "I'm not sure how you two work, even after all these years of working with you, but you knew you had to shoot his left side."

"And I just happened to hit his heart."

"Exactly." Con patted Frank's back. "I honestly don't think I would have taken the chance you two did."

"It was nothing."

"What if I had misunderstood the code." Frank looked at Joe. "You'd be dead."

"If you hadn't taken the chance I would be dead." Joe shrugged. "It's a two way street."

"I guess."

"We did awesome." Joe stood and lost his balance.

"Maybe you should sit down."

"No." Joe grabbed Frank's arm. "We stick together, no matter what." They heard the sirens of the ambulances. The paramedics rushed in with two stretchers. They loaded Paine on one.

"I don't need to go to the hospital." Joe complained as two male paramedic pulled a stretcher over.

"Joe." Frank growled. "Must we always go through this when you get hurt."

"Yes." He turned to the paramedics. "I'm fine." The two paramedics grinned and backed up.

"Don't make me tell mom that you got shot and wouldn't go to the hospital."

"Frank!" Joe whined.

"Go." Frank pointed to the stretcher. "I'll meet you there."

"but…" Joe grumbled as he sat on the stretcher. A pretty girl with platinum blonde hair walked up beside him.

"Are you the other patient?" she asked.

"Um…" Joe looked at Frank.

"If you are, you're riding in my truck."

"Yeah. I'm the other patient" Joe said as he laid on the stretcher.

"And what happened to you., handsome?" she asked sweetly.

"a bullet konked me on the head." Joe said painfully.

"Poor thing." She strapped the straps across Joe. "We'll get you to the hospital and patched up real nice."

"Thank you." Joe said with a smile and a wink. While the other paramedics rolled Joe out Frank stopped the girl.

"Is he going to be ok?"

"he should be fine." She held out her hand. "Sam."

"Frank." He shook her hand and smiled. "Thanks for getting my brother to cooperate"

"That's why they sent my rig." She laughed. "We heard the call that you had been investigating an old warehouse and a Hardy had been shot. They assumed it was Joe and figured he would be more cooperative with a pretty female."

"Joe does have a history with both injuries and women." Fran laughed.

"Well, I'd better go." She smiled. "See you around." She ran and jumped into the ambulance. Then it headed down the road. Frank walked over to the van and crawled in. He called the house, but got no answer. He left a message on the answering machine.

"Hi, Dad. Wanted to let you know, Paine is dead and Joe is in the hospital. They don't thing its serious. Talk to you later." He hung up, started the van and headed toward the hospital.