Author's note: This week's chapter is short. Enjoy - Kes

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Joe has gone to the state penitentiary, where Keller is being held. Keller a man in his late 30s with greying hair, is in the middle of sweeping the hallways when Joe finds him. "Mr. Keller, I've got to talk to you," Joe states as he walks toward the older man. "Mr. Keller ..." He starts again.

Then Keller looks up and waves a figure in Joe's face before going back to his sweeping, "No, Mr. Hardy. I only meet this girl once, and I didn't even dislike her." Keller stops sweeping, leans on the broom, and looks Joe in the eye. "I was cheating people, and she was smart enough to find me out." He glances around the prison corridor, "Now they don't make you a trustee in this place if you are suspected of being a kidnaper." Keller shakes his head, "I was under inditement long before her disappearance."

"I'm well aware of it," replies Joe.

Keller goes back to his duties and retorts, "Then why are you here?"

"Because I think there's more."

This gets the older man's attention. "More what," growls Keller.

"I think that Nancy only came across the tip of the iceberg. I think she might have found more than what you have been indited for," challenges Joe.

"Well, that's ridiculous," retorts Keller.

Just then a tall man in a three-piece suit comes down the hallway. "My client doesn't have to answer any of your questions." He walks up to Keller and Joe. "Robert Coleman, I'm Keller's attorney. And he's not here for kidnapping."

"Good, then he won't mind if I ask him a few more questions."

Coleman looks at Joe then at Keller, "I mind. Goodbye Mr. Hardy."

Joe reaches into his pocket and pulls off the piece of paper he had gotten out of Nancy's notebook. "One more thing" He shows the design on the bottom of the page to Keller. "Does this mean anything to you?" Keller looks, and something briefly paces over Keller's face before he stills it and says nothing.

Coleman gives Joe an exasperated look, "He has nothing more to say to you."

Joe nods his head, "yeah I can see that." Then starts to make his way out of the complex.

On Joe's walk out of the complex, he passes by the convicts doing repair work on the cement works of the buildings. While most of the work is at ground level there are a few scaffolds. When Joe is about to exit the yard, he hears a strange noise coming from above. He looks up and then jumps to his right, just in time to avoid being hit by a bag of dry cement fallen from the third-floor scaffolding.

Joe looks over at the guard who is walking him out. "It kinda keeps you on your toes working here, doesn't it?"

The guard looks up then around the yard as if to imply it wasn't an accident.

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Joe and Frank are in the common area of the adjoining suit that they were sharing with their father and Mr. Drew discussing what they had each found. Frank was sitting at the provided desk with his laptop out, facing Joe who was pacing around the room.

"I'm telling you, it wasn't an accident," revealed Joe.

"And you think Keller had something to do with it," countered Frank.

Joe reaches into his pocket for Nancy's paper and starts to hand it to Frank, "I'm sure, I'm sure of it. You should have seen his face when he saw this thing."

Frank takes the paper and glances down at it then grows alarmed. "Where did you get this?"

Joe looks cowed for a moment then sighs, "Well, … I … I took it out of Nancy's property bag."

Frank is exasperated with his brother, "Joe, this is government evidence you are not supposed to …" Frank trails off his desire to find Nancy winning out over proper evidentiary procedure. "Ok, what is it?"

Joe takes the paper back, "I'm not sure yet, but it's something. You should have seen his face when I showed it to him. He didn't want to talk to me at all after he saw this thing. And … well he tried to kill me. Anyway, I talked to the warden. Apparently, he gets these books every week from his father."

Frank shrugs his shoulders, "So what?"

"His father is dead," Joe reveals finally coming to a stop and leaning against the desk, "I've got the address. They are coming from somewhere here in L.A. What did you find out?

"I still need to go through what was on Nancy's computer tonight, but she canceled her flight to New York. There was also a Nora Dawson who was booked on a flight to Sacramento the day after Nancy was kidnapped. She never made the flight."

Joe cracks a small smile, "Nora Dawson, Nancy Drew."

Frank gives him a nod of the head, "You got it. One of her least imaginative aliases."

Joe's smile widens a bit, "Ok," he says softly, "the answer must be somewhere here in L.A."

Frank's eyes set in determination as he stands up, "We can't go to Hess with just this. Nancy said she found something while reviewing her files on Keller. Let me go through them tonight and see if I can find out what she saw then we can trace her steps."

"What about dad and Mr. Drew?" asks Joe. The two men had promised not to interfere with the boys' investigation but wanted to be kept in the loop.

Frank clamps a hand on Joe's shoulder, "I thought I would leave that to you. Seeing as you are always bragging about your Hardy charm."

Joe raises an eyebrow, "Somehow I doubt that will work on dad. And shouldn't you be the one talking with Mr. Drew? I'm not the one who is going to try to steal his daughter away from him."

"Ha, ha, very funny Joe," Frank replies dryly then drags his right hand through his hair. "It's not that I'm trying to avoid talking with Carson, it's just that …"

"You're not sure you can do it without getting angry, but you know it wouldn't be fair," Joe guessed.

Frank nods, "That, and I want to be able to give him more than what we have." Frank turns back towards his computer. He knows that he'll have to talk with Carson Drew soon, but Frank almost wished he could put that off till he could present the man with his daughter.