"Well, well. It seems that you escaped your prison. Maybe you
would make a good member of my gang. It seems that second has a hidden
agenda." Joe looked at the man that came from the shadows from around the
building. He recognized the voice and that face.
"Androa Newman. What are you doing out of prison?"
Hey guys I absolutely loved some of the reviews.
Katie I had to laugh at your review when I read it. I was waiting for something like that. Now that I think of it you did ask me if you could kill him. Anyways we'll see how this chapter turns out.
Pitaqueen thanks. I love all of your support; especially when I have something up my sleeve which you guys might or might not like.
Disclaimer: I don't own them! I just enjoy writing them. Stratmeyer Syndicate and Simon and Schuster own them. By rights anyways, I like to think that I can get the characters to do anything that I want them to do.
Chapter 14
Frank and Nancy landed in New York without mishap. They gave their names at the desk and were handed keys to a car that had already been reserved for them. "Okay Nan let's hope that Ned was wrong about the time that this is going down because I have a really bad feeling about this."
It had taken them 2 ½ hours to get there. They were hoping that they wouldn't have to worry so much but there was still something off and they both knew it. Nancy was dialing the number to Mr. Fairchild's office as she sat down in the car.
Frank climbed into the front seat. He listened while he started the car. Nancy was writing down the address. She hung up the phone only to set up her laptop that she carried with her. "Why are you setting up your laptop?" He asked.
"I'm going to pull up a map of this city. I need to know how to give the instructions on how to get there. They traced the GPA on Joe's phone and located the last location where the phone was anyways. There is hope that he is there because his phone has been on the move in the same general vicinity." Nancy informed him.
"Okay," he looked to see the lighter plug. "You do have a car plug for your computer right?" He inquired.
She scowled at him. "Of course. I work for the network and as a detective at the police station." She was busy for another few seconds as she typed in her access codes to her computer. "I've got the map. We'll most likely beagle to get through the back roads a little better." She started giving the directions and he followed them.
-Joe-
"How do you think that I got out Joe?" He gave an evil chuckle. "I think that you're brother would love to have you killed before his very eyes. You two are sure a thorn on my side. I can't wait to make you pay for putting me in prison the first or second time."
"You mean killing Callie isn't enough to make us pay for you going to prison?" Joe asked mock horror on his face.
"Nope. Have to make you pay all the way." The cold man held a proud evil grin on his face.
Joe was trying to keep his cool in front of this man that actually belonged in the psychiatric ward. He belonged in a top security one at that. Just then Joe got an idea. "Would you mind telling me why you think that you're second has a hidden agenda?"
Androa Newman looked at the younger man that was in front of him. "Why?"
"Just curious." Joe sat down on the rock behind him ready for an answer.
There was another glare at the casual younger Hardy. "NO! I won't be telling you anything. You're going back inside."
The gun was stuck in Joe's face. "Look it won't do you any good to try anything. We might be in the alley way over here but they can still hear a shot." Joe glanced at the .44 magna that was being held pointedly in his face.
"Who said anything about shooting you right now? I think I will kill you and then his new girlfriend." The man led Joe to another room in the warehouse that looked like it was an office building.
"Guards don't let him out of the room." They were ordered as the door was closed and locked in Joe.
'Okay, let me see what is in this room and the layout. He pulled a small flashlight that he kept put away in the soles of his shoes. Now..'
-Outside of the building-
"You want to tell me how you got these?" A question came at a brown haired man.
"Sir, we were following Mr. Chauven around. He went to the warehouse that we emptied and met up with these two here."
"These are some of the detectives that are on our tails at the moment. Thank you." He was clearly dismissed as Androa Newman checked his watch. "It's time."
-Joe-
'Got it. Now let's open the window. I have to get to the other man that was with me. I don't want anything to happen and get blamed for it.'
Joe climbed out the window to find another window to climb in. He couldn't wait to get his own hands on the leader of this terrorist group. "I hate that Ned has become a turncoat and given away all of the secrets of our government. I don't think he realizes what he has gotten himself into." Joe was saying to himself.
Joe peered into a window that was open. There was a bit conversation. "There was a young woman with them."
"You mean the one with..." They headed another direction before he could hear anymore of the conversation.
He carefully climbed into the window. He hadn't been able to see what was on the floor so he hoped there was nothing there. He did step in something but he didn't keep his shoes on. Since they were black they wouldn't be noticed in the dark hall. He slipped them off and followed carefully the halls that were in the warehouse. You know I don't think that this is a warehouse. 'There are too many halls and rooms. I'm going to have to be more careful than I thought.'
He found the room where the other agent was being held. You could smell the chloroform that had been used to put him to sleep. The smell had diminished some but it was still there and if you weren't careful you could easily pass out from the use of it. Joe shook the man that was there and passed out. He wouldn't' wake up though. 'What else did they use besides chloroform?'
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Mr. Hardy." A woman's voice suggested.
-Another part of the building-
"Good he's here. He's a little late though." He looked out the window he didn't see the one that he wanted but he had just landed in the roof of the building.
"Sir I have the books all packed on the plane and ready to go." Ned looked around the room. "Why isn't the buyer here yet?" He didn't like this one bit.
"He's here." A voice announced right behind him.
"You know your security is a bit lax around here. I caught a young man trying to get to the agent that you had tied up in another room."
The he was a she and she was definitely a sight to behold. Long blond hair and blue eyes added on with a graceful body seemed to glide across the floor even with a gun in her hand. She walked straight past Ned and toward the other man in the room. "Father, how are you doing?" She hugged him and turned to Ned that was still standing there.
"Who may I ask is this handsome young man?" She began to saunter his way and play with the ends of his hair with her other hand rubbing across his chest.
Androa Newman gave one of his evil chuckles. "You can have him daughter. When you get through him let me know because I have some unfinished business to attend to."
Ned was almost paralyzed. This isn't what I had planned. Who are she and what is she doing here? Were only some of the questions that were running through his mind.
"Relax." She coaxed pushing him up against the wall where she began to shower kisses on his neck.
-Androa Newman-
Androa Newman watched the scene as it happened. He was proud of his daughter. She had Ned pinned up against the wall in such a way that he could only get away that he wouldn't be able to get away if she didn't want him to. It didn't look like she wanted him to. She was enjoying kissing the man too much. Her hand had made its way under his shirt. He walked off smirking. There would be no interrupting that. His daughter could make a man sweat wanting her.
He went to the man that was waiting on him. "Now do you have the money? You don't get the cargo yet. I have it but I want to have some proof that you have the money."
Joe was outside the door listening to what was being said. It was a good thing that his watch was equipped with a recorder because that was going to be his proof.
"Yeah, I have the money. He was shown the money that he was referring to. Joe pulled a little camera out of his pocket and placed to where there would be a good view as to what was going on.
"Now where is that lovely daughter of yours?" The man asked.
"She's keeping my second busy." He responded with a smirk.
"Hmmm. I hope that you're taping it. I like to watch her keep the young men busy." Joe decided that this was a good time to interrupt the conversation of the sick men.
"I wouldn't be too sure to get the action. I'm sure that he doesn't want everyone to watch him kissing a woman." Joe walked into the room. He carried a gun that he was he had taken off of one the lame brained guards that he knocked out earlier.
"I thought that my daughter secured you." The shock of seeing Joe stand there before him wore off very quickly.
"I told you what I wanted you to know." A female's voice walked in followed by the second.
You could hear some fighting going on outside. "I think that it is over." Ned smiled at them.
He looked at the woman momentarily. "Would you like the honor?" He inquired.
She took the handcuffs that he handed to her. "I'd be honored." She grinned.
Androa Newman was so shocked that he didn't put up much of a fight. He only asked, "Why?"
"It broke Mom's heart when she found out what you were doing. She died because of what you were doing." His daughter answered.
Ned began to handcuff the buyer only to be thrown up against the wall. Joe went into a fighting stance. "No you don't." He sent a flying kick toward the man and the buyer was met by Ned in the back of him. He tried to throw a kick toward Ned but Ned had caught his foot and sent him twisting in the air landing on his shoulder.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Ned placed the handcuffs around his wrists.
Joe looked aghast at what had just happened. The woman that had tried to put him under lock and key turned out to be a good guy and the daughter of the guy they were after. Ned had turned up to help him get these other guys.
"Joe you can close your mouth now." Ned commented as he walked outside to see the last of the guards being arrested by the help of Frank and Nancy. He handed the guys off to one of the agents that were waiting outside for the leaders of the group.
"Nancy, I'm sorry." Ned walked up to her after everything was finished.
She looked at him with sad eyes and didn't know what to say. Frank looked at him expecting some explanations.
Don't look at me like that Frank." Ned felt bad enough as it is.
"I think that you have some explaining to do." Frank looked like he was ready to slap him.
"I know. I can explain. Just not here." Ned nodded his head.
"Nan, you ready to go? We still need to call Bess and tell her that everything is alright." Frank asked.
Nancy shook her head. "Ned we'll meet you at The Chateau."
"Take good care of her Frank. She's a good woman."
"She wasn't good enough for you was she." The comment was said loud enough only for Ned to hear.
"No." He responded. "I couldn't hold on to her." Ned disappeared to talk to an agent that was asking him questions.
-Three days later-
"You may kiss the bride." The preacher announced to them.
Nancy was standing on the stairs watching one of her best friends being whisked away by the last man that would ever have her heart. 'One of these days I will be the one to get married. To whom I don't know though.' She looked out over the crowd to see Frank's smiling eyes upon her as well as Ned in the back of the church in the shadows watching sadly knowing that he had lost his love. - - - Okay guys you know the drill you must read and give me an honest review. Forgive me for any mistakes that you find. I've been working really hard today and am now kind of tired. I hope you enjoy the final chapter of this story.
"Androa Newman. What are you doing out of prison?"
Hey guys I absolutely loved some of the reviews.
Katie I had to laugh at your review when I read it. I was waiting for something like that. Now that I think of it you did ask me if you could kill him. Anyways we'll see how this chapter turns out.
Pitaqueen thanks. I love all of your support; especially when I have something up my sleeve which you guys might or might not like.
Disclaimer: I don't own them! I just enjoy writing them. Stratmeyer Syndicate and Simon and Schuster own them. By rights anyways, I like to think that I can get the characters to do anything that I want them to do.
Chapter 14
Frank and Nancy landed in New York without mishap. They gave their names at the desk and were handed keys to a car that had already been reserved for them. "Okay Nan let's hope that Ned was wrong about the time that this is going down because I have a really bad feeling about this."
It had taken them 2 ½ hours to get there. They were hoping that they wouldn't have to worry so much but there was still something off and they both knew it. Nancy was dialing the number to Mr. Fairchild's office as she sat down in the car.
Frank climbed into the front seat. He listened while he started the car. Nancy was writing down the address. She hung up the phone only to set up her laptop that she carried with her. "Why are you setting up your laptop?" He asked.
"I'm going to pull up a map of this city. I need to know how to give the instructions on how to get there. They traced the GPA on Joe's phone and located the last location where the phone was anyways. There is hope that he is there because his phone has been on the move in the same general vicinity." Nancy informed him.
"Okay," he looked to see the lighter plug. "You do have a car plug for your computer right?" He inquired.
She scowled at him. "Of course. I work for the network and as a detective at the police station." She was busy for another few seconds as she typed in her access codes to her computer. "I've got the map. We'll most likely beagle to get through the back roads a little better." She started giving the directions and he followed them.
-Joe-
"How do you think that I got out Joe?" He gave an evil chuckle. "I think that you're brother would love to have you killed before his very eyes. You two are sure a thorn on my side. I can't wait to make you pay for putting me in prison the first or second time."
"You mean killing Callie isn't enough to make us pay for you going to prison?" Joe asked mock horror on his face.
"Nope. Have to make you pay all the way." The cold man held a proud evil grin on his face.
Joe was trying to keep his cool in front of this man that actually belonged in the psychiatric ward. He belonged in a top security one at that. Just then Joe got an idea. "Would you mind telling me why you think that you're second has a hidden agenda?"
Androa Newman looked at the younger man that was in front of him. "Why?"
"Just curious." Joe sat down on the rock behind him ready for an answer.
There was another glare at the casual younger Hardy. "NO! I won't be telling you anything. You're going back inside."
The gun was stuck in Joe's face. "Look it won't do you any good to try anything. We might be in the alley way over here but they can still hear a shot." Joe glanced at the .44 magna that was being held pointedly in his face.
"Who said anything about shooting you right now? I think I will kill you and then his new girlfriend." The man led Joe to another room in the warehouse that looked like it was an office building.
"Guards don't let him out of the room." They were ordered as the door was closed and locked in Joe.
'Okay, let me see what is in this room and the layout. He pulled a small flashlight that he kept put away in the soles of his shoes. Now..'
-Outside of the building-
"You want to tell me how you got these?" A question came at a brown haired man.
"Sir, we were following Mr. Chauven around. He went to the warehouse that we emptied and met up with these two here."
"These are some of the detectives that are on our tails at the moment. Thank you." He was clearly dismissed as Androa Newman checked his watch. "It's time."
-Joe-
'Got it. Now let's open the window. I have to get to the other man that was with me. I don't want anything to happen and get blamed for it.'
Joe climbed out the window to find another window to climb in. He couldn't wait to get his own hands on the leader of this terrorist group. "I hate that Ned has become a turncoat and given away all of the secrets of our government. I don't think he realizes what he has gotten himself into." Joe was saying to himself.
Joe peered into a window that was open. There was a bit conversation. "There was a young woman with them."
"You mean the one with..." They headed another direction before he could hear anymore of the conversation.
He carefully climbed into the window. He hadn't been able to see what was on the floor so he hoped there was nothing there. He did step in something but he didn't keep his shoes on. Since they were black they wouldn't be noticed in the dark hall. He slipped them off and followed carefully the halls that were in the warehouse. You know I don't think that this is a warehouse. 'There are too many halls and rooms. I'm going to have to be more careful than I thought.'
He found the room where the other agent was being held. You could smell the chloroform that had been used to put him to sleep. The smell had diminished some but it was still there and if you weren't careful you could easily pass out from the use of it. Joe shook the man that was there and passed out. He wouldn't' wake up though. 'What else did they use besides chloroform?'
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Mr. Hardy." A woman's voice suggested.
-Another part of the building-
"Good he's here. He's a little late though." He looked out the window he didn't see the one that he wanted but he had just landed in the roof of the building.
"Sir I have the books all packed on the plane and ready to go." Ned looked around the room. "Why isn't the buyer here yet?" He didn't like this one bit.
"He's here." A voice announced right behind him.
"You know your security is a bit lax around here. I caught a young man trying to get to the agent that you had tied up in another room."
The he was a she and she was definitely a sight to behold. Long blond hair and blue eyes added on with a graceful body seemed to glide across the floor even with a gun in her hand. She walked straight past Ned and toward the other man in the room. "Father, how are you doing?" She hugged him and turned to Ned that was still standing there.
"Who may I ask is this handsome young man?" She began to saunter his way and play with the ends of his hair with her other hand rubbing across his chest.
Androa Newman gave one of his evil chuckles. "You can have him daughter. When you get through him let me know because I have some unfinished business to attend to."
Ned was almost paralyzed. This isn't what I had planned. Who are she and what is she doing here? Were only some of the questions that were running through his mind.
"Relax." She coaxed pushing him up against the wall where she began to shower kisses on his neck.
-Androa Newman-
Androa Newman watched the scene as it happened. He was proud of his daughter. She had Ned pinned up against the wall in such a way that he could only get away that he wouldn't be able to get away if she didn't want him to. It didn't look like she wanted him to. She was enjoying kissing the man too much. Her hand had made its way under his shirt. He walked off smirking. There would be no interrupting that. His daughter could make a man sweat wanting her.
He went to the man that was waiting on him. "Now do you have the money? You don't get the cargo yet. I have it but I want to have some proof that you have the money."
Joe was outside the door listening to what was being said. It was a good thing that his watch was equipped with a recorder because that was going to be his proof.
"Yeah, I have the money. He was shown the money that he was referring to. Joe pulled a little camera out of his pocket and placed to where there would be a good view as to what was going on.
"Now where is that lovely daughter of yours?" The man asked.
"She's keeping my second busy." He responded with a smirk.
"Hmmm. I hope that you're taping it. I like to watch her keep the young men busy." Joe decided that this was a good time to interrupt the conversation of the sick men.
"I wouldn't be too sure to get the action. I'm sure that he doesn't want everyone to watch him kissing a woman." Joe walked into the room. He carried a gun that he was he had taken off of one the lame brained guards that he knocked out earlier.
"I thought that my daughter secured you." The shock of seeing Joe stand there before him wore off very quickly.
"I told you what I wanted you to know." A female's voice walked in followed by the second.
You could hear some fighting going on outside. "I think that it is over." Ned smiled at them.
He looked at the woman momentarily. "Would you like the honor?" He inquired.
She took the handcuffs that he handed to her. "I'd be honored." She grinned.
Androa Newman was so shocked that he didn't put up much of a fight. He only asked, "Why?"
"It broke Mom's heart when she found out what you were doing. She died because of what you were doing." His daughter answered.
Ned began to handcuff the buyer only to be thrown up against the wall. Joe went into a fighting stance. "No you don't." He sent a flying kick toward the man and the buyer was met by Ned in the back of him. He tried to throw a kick toward Ned but Ned had caught his foot and sent him twisting in the air landing on his shoulder.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Ned placed the handcuffs around his wrists.
Joe looked aghast at what had just happened. The woman that had tried to put him under lock and key turned out to be a good guy and the daughter of the guy they were after. Ned had turned up to help him get these other guys.
"Joe you can close your mouth now." Ned commented as he walked outside to see the last of the guards being arrested by the help of Frank and Nancy. He handed the guys off to one of the agents that were waiting outside for the leaders of the group.
"Nancy, I'm sorry." Ned walked up to her after everything was finished.
She looked at him with sad eyes and didn't know what to say. Frank looked at him expecting some explanations.
Don't look at me like that Frank." Ned felt bad enough as it is.
"I think that you have some explaining to do." Frank looked like he was ready to slap him.
"I know. I can explain. Just not here." Ned nodded his head.
"Nan, you ready to go? We still need to call Bess and tell her that everything is alright." Frank asked.
Nancy shook her head. "Ned we'll meet you at The Chateau."
"Take good care of her Frank. She's a good woman."
"She wasn't good enough for you was she." The comment was said loud enough only for Ned to hear.
"No." He responded. "I couldn't hold on to her." Ned disappeared to talk to an agent that was asking him questions.
-Three days later-
"You may kiss the bride." The preacher announced to them.
Nancy was standing on the stairs watching one of her best friends being whisked away by the last man that would ever have her heart. 'One of these days I will be the one to get married. To whom I don't know though.' She looked out over the crowd to see Frank's smiling eyes upon her as well as Ned in the back of the church in the shadows watching sadly knowing that he had lost his love. - - - Okay guys you know the drill you must read and give me an honest review. Forgive me for any mistakes that you find. I've been working really hard today and am now kind of tired. I hope you enjoy the final chapter of this story.