-Frank-
Frank watched the tapes. He saw a man send the girl back to get some other kind of flower. The man took something from his pocket and placed it in the ones left on the counter.
He slid a card to pay for them and left the store. He called the flower clerk to the back. "Can you get me the bill for this gentleman?"
She nodded. She had been told to cooperate with him.
_ - -
-Ned-
"I was wondering if you could tell me where I would be getting shipments from." Ned started.
"Well we receive two sets of shipments. One of them that we get comes from Accessories inc. and the other from Lyson's Seafood." They continued to talk for a few minutes before Ned's name was called. - - -
-Joe-
"What do you mean calm down?! First my best friend's love is shot and now my other best friend has been hurt!" Joe grimaced as she continued on. "I knew that her doing this was a bad idea. She insisted that she would be alright. Her playing detective at work wasn't going to be noticed. She said that she was bored. She had to do something to liven up her life. The last case she took almost got her killed!" George didn't see his face when she said any of that without thinking. "She needed a challenge. She can't find a challenge with her everyday life. How could she do this?!" - - -
"Joe I've been expecting a call. How is Miss Marvin?" Joe winced at the request.
"She's not doing so well sir." Joe answered.
"Well what are you looking for?"
"I want to know about the CAC. I need to know what they are not telling you in the computer background check." He kept on thinking. "Also I need to know who has the technology to create pocket sized bombs that can destroy a house."
"I'll get back to you in a few minutes Joe." - - -
-Nancy-
"Joe I've been expecting a call. How is Miss Marvin?" Joe winced at the request.
"She's not doing so well sir." Joe answered.
"Well what are you looking for?"
"I want to know about the CAC. I need to know what they are not telling you in the computer background check." He kept on thinking. "Also I need to know who has the technology to create pocket sized bombs that can destroy a house."
"I'll get back to you in a few minutes Joe."
- - - -
Sarah Skywalker- I'm betting that you are a Star Wars fan with your name unless that really is your name. You don't have to worry I don't think killing Bess off will work with the story any. Do You? Thanks for the support on the bed scenes. Oh and you'll have to find out who she chooses in the end won't you. That is unless you've read A Christmas Story. I guess then you'll know the out come of all the couplings that I will have to find a way to explain.
Katie- You know what they say about geniuses right? They say that all geniuses are a little on the insane side. Although I'm not sure if I'm even writing Chet correctly.
Lady Emily- Don't worry abut pestering me. I know that people are actually thinking about my story. I also found it one of the best compliments I have ever received in my writing because you are one of the first people to request that I let you know when I update my story.
Babmidnight- I don't think you will have to worry about the different viewpoints because I think they will all be in here and then some. I hope you like the chapter!
Cacophobic- Well all I can say is how can you not see him as a dating type? I don't think there isn't one guy I've met whether they are the school nerd or the school player that didn't have a girlfriend of sorts. Personally I don't like that many guys so all my friends try to set me up on blind dates. I've luckily only been out three times.
Well I really have no good excuses for missing updating last week. I can only shamefully bow my head and say I'm really sorry and that I promise not to get carried away with reading fanfic stories if I haven't updated my story. Please forgive me.
Doing all this has taken me three pages! I can't believe that!
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Stratmeyer Syndicate along with Simon and Schuster do. I only enjoy writing them. (Even if they aren't always in character!)
Chapter 13
Nancy returned to the maroon Toyota that she was driving to wait for Barbara Lomen. Finally they were getting somewhere in this crazy case. She hoped that there would be a lot more leads now because this was getting annoying having all her friends hurt and houses blown up. There was absolutely no reason for all of this to be happening.
Nancy finally saw the young woman come out of the CAC. She plugged the phone into the car so that she wouldn't have to hold the phone and drive at the same time. "Frank she's out. I'll be following her for a little while." Nancy said to him.
"Nan, you be careful."
"I will Frank." She promised. "Is there any word on Bess?"
"Joe said that she was still out but George, her husband, Avery and Bess's husband are the way out her as we speak," Frank informed her as she turned on her engine.
"How is your lead coming?" Nancy made a left turn onto a bust street. She activated the car computer console.
"I'm arriving at the address right now. Let's hope that it's the right one." Frank said to her.
"Alright you be careful." She hung up the phone.
Nancy pulled up the mapsco to see if she could figure out where they were headed. "Well that options out. She's taking a road that leads to four different places." Nancy carefully and quietly wove through the ever slow moving traffic. The woman finally made a right turn. Nancy reconsulted her mapsco. "Why is she going there?"
-Frank-
Frank finished talking to Nancy and hung up the phone. He pulled up in front of the house across the street. There were no cars in front of the house but just in case there was he wanted to be prepared. Making sure that he had the warrant papers necessary he went to the house and knocked on the door. He knocked on the door not receiving an answer so he let himself in as he pulled the gun from underneath the jacket.
The whole house was silent. There were signs that someone had been staying here and there. In the house you could smell the strong scent of a woman's loud perfume mixed with the smell of something that Frank could not identify. There were no cobwebs to be found anywhere and a few dishes in the sink. Frank used some tape to lift the fingerprints off the dishes and folded it into half before placing it safely in his pocket.
All the while he was keeping an open ear for any footsteps besides his own. His heart did a double take when he heard a key in the door. There was a blond woman entering and placing a gun on the table by the door. She made sure to turn on the lamp just as there was knock on the door.
Frank remained hidden in the dark kitchen listening. All that could be heard presently was pleasurable moans. 'Oh please don't tell me that they are doing what I think they are!' He used a mirror that he had in his pocket to see the reflection of a couple about to completely lose control.
The woman pulled away making her best effort to straighten out her shirt. "You know this will be he last time that we can meet in this house. Things are getting a little too close."
The woman answered. "I know. I think that was being followed but I'm not sure. It couldn't have bee that bunch though because we blew up their house this morning."
Frank was smoldering on the inside but he was caught if he even dared to breathe or if they decided to come into the kitchen to get something to eat. He put the mirror away. He didn't have to see what was going on when he could here a treasure trove.
"I know when I bought the flowers this morning the florist made the comment that she was one luckily girl. He said that they had already delivered two sets of flowers to her."
"Well tell me how you planted the bomb." Know it was blown up because a reference was made to it on the news." The woman's voice held a smile in it though.
"I sent him back to get another flower. I had told him that there was something missing from the bouquet for such a special lady." There was a malicious chuckle from the woman.
"Such a special lady. Yeah right. She's nothing but a pest that we can't seem to get rid of. The news didn't say if she survived. I don't think that any of them could have survived that and that would be a good thing because they would ruin the rest of our plans. I have Chet eating out of the palm of my hands. He doesn't suspect a thing; he's a complete and total idiot when it comes to matters of the heart!" The woman kept on saying.
Frank really wanted too come out of hiding now and soc the woman but he fought to keep himself ion control as the conversation continued on.
The man only kept silent as he seemed to be thinking about what the woman said. "On the off chance that they actually did survive what would you do?"
"I'd check the hospitals and the morgues."
"Right I think that we should get started on that immediately before we finish the rest of this plan."
"I think that before we start that I want to eat. You want anything?"
-Joe-
"I want to see my wife!" A voice demanded.
"I'm sorry sir but I'm under strict orders not to allow anyone in this room." The guard that had been placed outside of Bess's door replied emotionlessly.
Joe stepped out of the room to find who it was he expected to see, Bess's husband. "Hello Donald. He can come in as well as the rest that is with him." Joe informed him authoritively.
"Yes sir." He stepped aside to allow them entrance.
Donald Laurel was at his wife's side in six quick steps. "Bess, I'm here sweetie. You have to get better."
Joe could only stand in the background and guiltily look at the floor. 'It's all because we allowed her to help solve this case. We should never have allowed her to even come. She just got married! What if she never wakes up! I'll never forgive myself if something happens to her.'
"Joe she knew what she was doing the whole time." Joe looked at George surprised that she had been reading his thoughts.
"I didn't say anything."
"You didn't have to. It's written all over your face."
"I should be out there helping them find clues." Joe left the room.
"What! Wait a minute Joe!" George called after his retreating figure.
Joe turned around to see Avery toddling to him. She held her hands up to him as if wanting him to hold her. "What makes you seem to know things that you shouldn't?" He asked the little girl as he walked back to George.
"I want to help Joe." George requested as she played with her daughter's fingers.
"No. don't you see that too many people have already gotten hurt?"
"I know that. I also know that I'm not doing this for anyone else but my best friends. Do you honestly think that you can d this alone?" George asked him.
"I'm not alone. I have Frank, Nancy, and Ned out there helping me."
"I think that you forgot to add an injured Frank and a friend in a coma in there." She pointed her thumb to the door.
"Why do you want to do this?" Joe looked into her eyes.
"I have more at stake here than you realize. My daughter and husband have more at stake here than you realize and if someone is going around blowing up your home to kill you guys, I think that I will be losing too much at one time." George took Avery out of Joe's arms. Avery smiled and cooed. "I want to help make this world a safer place for my family and friends. It's the same thing that you do everyday."
Joe cringed inside at about what he was about to say. He didn't want her to get hurt as well. "Alright George you can stay but Avery doesn't go near this case."
"Thank you Joe." She gave him an impulsive peck on the cheek. They both went int6o the hospital room to tell the other men what was going on.
"Donald," Joe said softly behind him. "Donald here's some numbers where you can contact us. We're going to find and catch this guy." Donald was in too much a shock to do anything but take the paper that Joe handed to him.
"Honey, here are the numbers you need. Please call us if anything happens. Anything at all."
"Why are you doing this Georgia?" He whispered as she handed him their daughter.
"I'm doing this for Avery, Bess, and you. Keep an eye on Donald. I don't think that he is going to take this too well." She kissed her daughter and husband before she left the room followed by Joe.
Joe was stopped by his hand just before he passed the man and daughter. "You better not let anything happen to her." There was an undeniable threat in his voice.
Joe looked sadly at the man. "I'll do my best I promise." He tapped Avery's cheek and left the room one more time.
-Ned-
Ned finally left the restaurant that he had been staying with. The man had told him different information on some of the things than the other restaurants had. He didn't like that so much. He was going to finish going through the rest of them to find out what they said. "Why did I get stuck talking to stuffy managers?" he complained before he left.
-Frank-
"Right I think that we should get started on that immediately before we finish the rest of this plan."
"I think that before we start that I want to eat. You want anything?"
"Yes...." There was a knock at the door.
"Can I help you?" the woman asked.
"Yes, I am lost. I was looking for a park where I could take my daughter. Would you happen to know where one is?" The woman at the door asked the couple that was standing in front of the door.
The man and woman took in the woman with dark glasses and hair tucked into her hat. "Yes there is a park about a quarter of a mile from here. If you take a left turn at the end of the street...." They started too explain where the park was.
Frank was still hiding in the kitchen and recognized Nancy's voice even if she was speaking with an accent. He slid out the back door and snuck around the front. Nancy was already headed to her car which was two houses down. Frank waited until she pulled out and came out of the fence of the neighbors.
Frank met her at the playground. "Nancy that was close. How did you pull that off?"
"I followed that woman to that house." Nancy answered.
"That's Chet's girlfriend?" Frank was shocked to say the least.
"Yes." Nancy replied not really knowing what to say.
"She's definitely cheating on him."
"So she's behind a lot of what is going on." Nancy sat on the swing that they were standing in front of. "How is he going to take this?"
"I don't know but I think that we need to get everyone else together."
-George and Joe-
Joe called Mr. Fairchild to see what had been found out. "Joe how is Mrs. Laurel doing?"
"Well she hasn't woken up yet." Joe answered before he asked his own question. "What did you find out about the CAC?"
Mr. Fairchild rustled through some papers. "The CAC is exactly what it is supposed to be. They check the stability of the different components and approve of them or disapprove of them.
"What about the little pocket size bombs that blew up my home?" Joe asked as George winced.
There are not that many people with the knowledge to do create one that small with that kind of impact that we know of." Mr. Fairchild started.
"Do you have a list of people that is supposed to be able to do this?" Joe asked getting irritated.
Mr. Fairchild gave Joe a list of five names to follow up on. Joe drove while George did the background checks on the car computer. "Joe there is only on of them that live near Bayport." George said as she directed him in the direction that the mapsco showed her. "This technology is fascinating. I can't believe everything that you're able to get on the internet while you're driving. Where do you work that you get these kinds of toys?" George wondered out loud.
Joe chuckled at this. "That's a need to know only."
George sighed. "What is this with need to know only?"
"I take it you've heard that before." Joe pulled onto the street that the guy lived.
-Frank and Nancy-
Frank called Joe while Nancy called Ned.
-Frank-
"Joe where are you?"
"I'm with George right now in front of the house of the man that is capable of making deadly miniature bombs." Joe responded grimly.
"How is George taking all of this?" Frank asked.
"Not very well. She said some things that lead me to believe that Bess has some explaining to do." Joe answered his brother.
"How is Bess doing? Who is with Bess?"
"Bess is the same as she was. The doctors say that she will survive. Donald is with her right now. Avery is with, George's husband, Michael."
"Alright well you two finish up there. We will meet.... Just a minute." Frank put his hand over his phone. "Nan, where do you want to eat?"
She did the same to her phone. "How about we eat at Denny's?" She suggested. "What time?" she added her own question.
"How about 7?" Frank raised his eyebrows.
"That'll work."
Frank took his hand off the phone and told him where to meet and what time.
"Alright Frank. I think that we can do that." Joe hung up the phone with his brother.
-Nancy-
"Ned where are you right now?" Nancy asked.
"I'm at the last restaurant in the car." Ned answered.
"So what did you find out?"
"Well there are three different shipping companies. Out of the thirty that I've gone through each of the shipping companies have 10. I will be checking out the last shipping company that I have the name of." Ned answered her.
"Tell us the name of the companies and we can do a background check on them. Just a minute..." she put her hand over the phone to listen to Frank's question.
"Nancy where do you want to eat?"
Nancy thought about it for a second. "How about Denny's?" She suggested. "What time?"
"How about 7?"
"That'll work." Nancy went back to her phone call. "Ned, you still there?" She was digging through her pocket seeing if she had paper and pen. When she found she didn't she signaled to Frank for them. He dug in his pocket for just a minute and found what it was that she needed. "Okay I have paper and pencil."
"Okay the names are Accessories Inc., Lyson's Seafood..." He went on with the list.
"Alright Ned we will be eating at Denny's at 7 o` clock." She informed him before she hung up the phone just as Frank hung up his. "Well that was perfect timing."
She led the way to her car not seeing Frank pull the tape out from his pocket. "Nan, do you have the fingerprint identifier?" Frank asked her as he pulled the tape apart gingerly.
She went to the glove compartment and pulled out the requested mechanism. "Here you are. She pulled out the car computer and found the information that she wanted on the companies.
"Well it appears that these are legitimate companies but they seem to have several connecting companies. This should be interesting."
Frank leaned over her shoulders to see what she was talking about. "You're right it should." He confirmed her words.
They stayed busy for the next two hours.
-Joe and George-
The two knocked on the door. Joe had his wallet ready to ask questions if they couldn't get any answers without it.
The man came to the door wrapped in a towel. He had the other towel drying off his face and hair. "What do you want?"
"We want to ask you some questions." Joe stated.
"Can't you see that I'm busy."
George looked up and down his well muscled torso. "We can see that and we're willing to give you time to get dressed. We just have a few questions."
Joe held an emotionless face as he watched what was going on. He had to keep from killing this guy if this was the correct one. It was only his home that had been destroyed.
They had been led into a parlor that was completely black in mood. There were other colors there but it just held a heavy spirit it almost seemed. They waited rather uneasily as they wandered around the room opening this and that. They were trying to make it look like it was just curiosity. They must have succeeded because he came in and asked if they had found anything interesting.
"This room is quite intriguing." George had answered honestly.
"So you had questions that you wanted to ask me. Ask away."
"Yes." Joe answered.
"What do you do for a living?"
"Well I'm a sculptor of sorts I guess." The man answered.
"What exactly do you build?" George asked.
He pulled out some samples that he had in a box from under his couch. He tossed one to both of the detectives sitting on the couch. Joe caught what looked like mouse and George's looked like a cat. The top of it seemed to open to reveal a hollow inside.
"Do you play with anything else besides wood?" Joe asked him.
"Yes I make things out of metal as well. You can keep those if you want."
"Okay the next question is, can you put fine powder that would blow up say a house?" Joe asked. When the man began to get up George and Joe rose from the couch as well.
"What are you implying and who are you?" The man was seething with anger.
"There was a house blown up today." Joe revealed his FBI badge. "We're looking for who made that because the hold the clue that finishes this case." Joe stated.
"I didn't do anything. Why is the FBI be interested in a sculptor?" Joe went over the cabinet that he had been looking through earlier.
"I found this sitting right at the front. George would you get the other thing that you showed me?" She nodded and went to retrieve the required item. "You combine these two together with a little nitrate and all you have to do is create a bomb with it. I'm betting that you have some of that as well." Joe said to him.
"I'm not talking 'til I see my lawyer!" He crossed his arms together as a stubborn child would.
Joe lost all control then. Joe pushed the man up against the wall and held him there. "Now you listen! Not only did I lose my home but I have a friend in the hospital in a coma, a brother whose injury has opened up but won't stop until we get this taken care of as well as another good friend doing the same exact thing." Joe's eyes were dark and dangerous. George was surprised at this. She had never seen him like this.
"Joe take it easy. We want him to answer questions. We can't get them if he's dead." George placed a hand on his arm that still held the man on the wall. "Why don't you get us all something to drink from the kitchen and I will question him."
"You're right George. You'd better not hurt her."
"Listen if you don't answer my questions I don't know what he'll do to you." The man nodded his head slowly. "Why would you even consider making a bomb powerful enough to blow up a house?"
George asked her questions and got the answers. Joe walked in just as she finished her questions. "Did you find out everything?"
"I did. I'll tell you in the car."
"Okay but first let me cuff him. We can get him to the police station they will want him for questioning." As a second thought he added, "Oh and I found the nitrate."
-Denny's-
They were only waiting on Joe and George when Frank's and Nancy's phone rang at the same time. "You two don't die to easily do you?"
They both had turned pale at that greeting. "You have thirty minutes to go to where it all began or your friends will be the first to die." They only received a dial tone after that.
George and Joe pulled up as they got in the cars. Joe followed them figuring of they were all leaving that it was rather important.
- - - - Okay guys this is about thirteen pages long. I can't believe it! That's the longest chapter that I have ever written for any fanfic story that I've done! I have a feeling though that this story is almost finished. I guess that means I'll be starting another story.
Just for a note I don't know a thing about chemicals and what they balance and what will make them completely and utterly dangerous. So if I make any mistakes with chemical alignment then let me know.
You know the drill! You have to give me a completely honest review. Well I'll talk to you later. Don't kill me if you think that the chapter is too long. If anyone wants me to let them know when I update the next chapter or get a new story going then leave me your e-mail address and your name please. I can't believe that this took me all day to do. I only spent an hour at the swimming pool.
Frank watched the tapes. He saw a man send the girl back to get some other kind of flower. The man took something from his pocket and placed it in the ones left on the counter.
He slid a card to pay for them and left the store. He called the flower clerk to the back. "Can you get me the bill for this gentleman?"
She nodded. She had been told to cooperate with him.
_ - -
-Ned-
"I was wondering if you could tell me where I would be getting shipments from." Ned started.
"Well we receive two sets of shipments. One of them that we get comes from Accessories inc. and the other from Lyson's Seafood." They continued to talk for a few minutes before Ned's name was called. - - -
-Joe-
"What do you mean calm down?! First my best friend's love is shot and now my other best friend has been hurt!" Joe grimaced as she continued on. "I knew that her doing this was a bad idea. She insisted that she would be alright. Her playing detective at work wasn't going to be noticed. She said that she was bored. She had to do something to liven up her life. The last case she took almost got her killed!" George didn't see his face when she said any of that without thinking. "She needed a challenge. She can't find a challenge with her everyday life. How could she do this?!" - - -
"Joe I've been expecting a call. How is Miss Marvin?" Joe winced at the request.
"She's not doing so well sir." Joe answered.
"Well what are you looking for?"
"I want to know about the CAC. I need to know what they are not telling you in the computer background check." He kept on thinking. "Also I need to know who has the technology to create pocket sized bombs that can destroy a house."
"I'll get back to you in a few minutes Joe." - - -
-Nancy-
"Joe I've been expecting a call. How is Miss Marvin?" Joe winced at the request.
"She's not doing so well sir." Joe answered.
"Well what are you looking for?"
"I want to know about the CAC. I need to know what they are not telling you in the computer background check." He kept on thinking. "Also I need to know who has the technology to create pocket sized bombs that can destroy a house."
"I'll get back to you in a few minutes Joe."
- - - -
Sarah Skywalker- I'm betting that you are a Star Wars fan with your name unless that really is your name. You don't have to worry I don't think killing Bess off will work with the story any. Do You? Thanks for the support on the bed scenes. Oh and you'll have to find out who she chooses in the end won't you. That is unless you've read A Christmas Story. I guess then you'll know the out come of all the couplings that I will have to find a way to explain.
Katie- You know what they say about geniuses right? They say that all geniuses are a little on the insane side. Although I'm not sure if I'm even writing Chet correctly.
Lady Emily- Don't worry abut pestering me. I know that people are actually thinking about my story. I also found it one of the best compliments I have ever received in my writing because you are one of the first people to request that I let you know when I update my story.
Babmidnight- I don't think you will have to worry about the different viewpoints because I think they will all be in here and then some. I hope you like the chapter!
Cacophobic- Well all I can say is how can you not see him as a dating type? I don't think there isn't one guy I've met whether they are the school nerd or the school player that didn't have a girlfriend of sorts. Personally I don't like that many guys so all my friends try to set me up on blind dates. I've luckily only been out three times.
Well I really have no good excuses for missing updating last week. I can only shamefully bow my head and say I'm really sorry and that I promise not to get carried away with reading fanfic stories if I haven't updated my story. Please forgive me.
Doing all this has taken me three pages! I can't believe that!
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Stratmeyer Syndicate along with Simon and Schuster do. I only enjoy writing them. (Even if they aren't always in character!)
Chapter 13
Nancy returned to the maroon Toyota that she was driving to wait for Barbara Lomen. Finally they were getting somewhere in this crazy case. She hoped that there would be a lot more leads now because this was getting annoying having all her friends hurt and houses blown up. There was absolutely no reason for all of this to be happening.
Nancy finally saw the young woman come out of the CAC. She plugged the phone into the car so that she wouldn't have to hold the phone and drive at the same time. "Frank she's out. I'll be following her for a little while." Nancy said to him.
"Nan, you be careful."
"I will Frank." She promised. "Is there any word on Bess?"
"Joe said that she was still out but George, her husband, Avery and Bess's husband are the way out her as we speak," Frank informed her as she turned on her engine.
"How is your lead coming?" Nancy made a left turn onto a bust street. She activated the car computer console.
"I'm arriving at the address right now. Let's hope that it's the right one." Frank said to her.
"Alright you be careful." She hung up the phone.
Nancy pulled up the mapsco to see if she could figure out where they were headed. "Well that options out. She's taking a road that leads to four different places." Nancy carefully and quietly wove through the ever slow moving traffic. The woman finally made a right turn. Nancy reconsulted her mapsco. "Why is she going there?"
-Frank-
Frank finished talking to Nancy and hung up the phone. He pulled up in front of the house across the street. There were no cars in front of the house but just in case there was he wanted to be prepared. Making sure that he had the warrant papers necessary he went to the house and knocked on the door. He knocked on the door not receiving an answer so he let himself in as he pulled the gun from underneath the jacket.
The whole house was silent. There were signs that someone had been staying here and there. In the house you could smell the strong scent of a woman's loud perfume mixed with the smell of something that Frank could not identify. There were no cobwebs to be found anywhere and a few dishes in the sink. Frank used some tape to lift the fingerprints off the dishes and folded it into half before placing it safely in his pocket.
All the while he was keeping an open ear for any footsteps besides his own. His heart did a double take when he heard a key in the door. There was a blond woman entering and placing a gun on the table by the door. She made sure to turn on the lamp just as there was knock on the door.
Frank remained hidden in the dark kitchen listening. All that could be heard presently was pleasurable moans. 'Oh please don't tell me that they are doing what I think they are!' He used a mirror that he had in his pocket to see the reflection of a couple about to completely lose control.
The woman pulled away making her best effort to straighten out her shirt. "You know this will be he last time that we can meet in this house. Things are getting a little too close."
The woman answered. "I know. I think that was being followed but I'm not sure. It couldn't have bee that bunch though because we blew up their house this morning."
Frank was smoldering on the inside but he was caught if he even dared to breathe or if they decided to come into the kitchen to get something to eat. He put the mirror away. He didn't have to see what was going on when he could here a treasure trove.
"I know when I bought the flowers this morning the florist made the comment that she was one luckily girl. He said that they had already delivered two sets of flowers to her."
"Well tell me how you planted the bomb." Know it was blown up because a reference was made to it on the news." The woman's voice held a smile in it though.
"I sent him back to get another flower. I had told him that there was something missing from the bouquet for such a special lady." There was a malicious chuckle from the woman.
"Such a special lady. Yeah right. She's nothing but a pest that we can't seem to get rid of. The news didn't say if she survived. I don't think that any of them could have survived that and that would be a good thing because they would ruin the rest of our plans. I have Chet eating out of the palm of my hands. He doesn't suspect a thing; he's a complete and total idiot when it comes to matters of the heart!" The woman kept on saying.
Frank really wanted too come out of hiding now and soc the woman but he fought to keep himself ion control as the conversation continued on.
The man only kept silent as he seemed to be thinking about what the woman said. "On the off chance that they actually did survive what would you do?"
"I'd check the hospitals and the morgues."
"Right I think that we should get started on that immediately before we finish the rest of this plan."
"I think that before we start that I want to eat. You want anything?"
-Joe-
"I want to see my wife!" A voice demanded.
"I'm sorry sir but I'm under strict orders not to allow anyone in this room." The guard that had been placed outside of Bess's door replied emotionlessly.
Joe stepped out of the room to find who it was he expected to see, Bess's husband. "Hello Donald. He can come in as well as the rest that is with him." Joe informed him authoritively.
"Yes sir." He stepped aside to allow them entrance.
Donald Laurel was at his wife's side in six quick steps. "Bess, I'm here sweetie. You have to get better."
Joe could only stand in the background and guiltily look at the floor. 'It's all because we allowed her to help solve this case. We should never have allowed her to even come. She just got married! What if she never wakes up! I'll never forgive myself if something happens to her.'
"Joe she knew what she was doing the whole time." Joe looked at George surprised that she had been reading his thoughts.
"I didn't say anything."
"You didn't have to. It's written all over your face."
"I should be out there helping them find clues." Joe left the room.
"What! Wait a minute Joe!" George called after his retreating figure.
Joe turned around to see Avery toddling to him. She held her hands up to him as if wanting him to hold her. "What makes you seem to know things that you shouldn't?" He asked the little girl as he walked back to George.
"I want to help Joe." George requested as she played with her daughter's fingers.
"No. don't you see that too many people have already gotten hurt?"
"I know that. I also know that I'm not doing this for anyone else but my best friends. Do you honestly think that you can d this alone?" George asked him.
"I'm not alone. I have Frank, Nancy, and Ned out there helping me."
"I think that you forgot to add an injured Frank and a friend in a coma in there." She pointed her thumb to the door.
"Why do you want to do this?" Joe looked into her eyes.
"I have more at stake here than you realize. My daughter and husband have more at stake here than you realize and if someone is going around blowing up your home to kill you guys, I think that I will be losing too much at one time." George took Avery out of Joe's arms. Avery smiled and cooed. "I want to help make this world a safer place for my family and friends. It's the same thing that you do everyday."
Joe cringed inside at about what he was about to say. He didn't want her to get hurt as well. "Alright George you can stay but Avery doesn't go near this case."
"Thank you Joe." She gave him an impulsive peck on the cheek. They both went int6o the hospital room to tell the other men what was going on.
"Donald," Joe said softly behind him. "Donald here's some numbers where you can contact us. We're going to find and catch this guy." Donald was in too much a shock to do anything but take the paper that Joe handed to him.
"Honey, here are the numbers you need. Please call us if anything happens. Anything at all."
"Why are you doing this Georgia?" He whispered as she handed him their daughter.
"I'm doing this for Avery, Bess, and you. Keep an eye on Donald. I don't think that he is going to take this too well." She kissed her daughter and husband before she left the room followed by Joe.
Joe was stopped by his hand just before he passed the man and daughter. "You better not let anything happen to her." There was an undeniable threat in his voice.
Joe looked sadly at the man. "I'll do my best I promise." He tapped Avery's cheek and left the room one more time.
-Ned-
Ned finally left the restaurant that he had been staying with. The man had told him different information on some of the things than the other restaurants had. He didn't like that so much. He was going to finish going through the rest of them to find out what they said. "Why did I get stuck talking to stuffy managers?" he complained before he left.
-Frank-
"Right I think that we should get started on that immediately before we finish the rest of this plan."
"I think that before we start that I want to eat. You want anything?"
"Yes...." There was a knock at the door.
"Can I help you?" the woman asked.
"Yes, I am lost. I was looking for a park where I could take my daughter. Would you happen to know where one is?" The woman at the door asked the couple that was standing in front of the door.
The man and woman took in the woman with dark glasses and hair tucked into her hat. "Yes there is a park about a quarter of a mile from here. If you take a left turn at the end of the street...." They started too explain where the park was.
Frank was still hiding in the kitchen and recognized Nancy's voice even if she was speaking with an accent. He slid out the back door and snuck around the front. Nancy was already headed to her car which was two houses down. Frank waited until she pulled out and came out of the fence of the neighbors.
Frank met her at the playground. "Nancy that was close. How did you pull that off?"
"I followed that woman to that house." Nancy answered.
"That's Chet's girlfriend?" Frank was shocked to say the least.
"Yes." Nancy replied not really knowing what to say.
"She's definitely cheating on him."
"So she's behind a lot of what is going on." Nancy sat on the swing that they were standing in front of. "How is he going to take this?"
"I don't know but I think that we need to get everyone else together."
-George and Joe-
Joe called Mr. Fairchild to see what had been found out. "Joe how is Mrs. Laurel doing?"
"Well she hasn't woken up yet." Joe answered before he asked his own question. "What did you find out about the CAC?"
Mr. Fairchild rustled through some papers. "The CAC is exactly what it is supposed to be. They check the stability of the different components and approve of them or disapprove of them.
"What about the little pocket size bombs that blew up my home?" Joe asked as George winced.
There are not that many people with the knowledge to do create one that small with that kind of impact that we know of." Mr. Fairchild started.
"Do you have a list of people that is supposed to be able to do this?" Joe asked getting irritated.
Mr. Fairchild gave Joe a list of five names to follow up on. Joe drove while George did the background checks on the car computer. "Joe there is only on of them that live near Bayport." George said as she directed him in the direction that the mapsco showed her. "This technology is fascinating. I can't believe everything that you're able to get on the internet while you're driving. Where do you work that you get these kinds of toys?" George wondered out loud.
Joe chuckled at this. "That's a need to know only."
George sighed. "What is this with need to know only?"
"I take it you've heard that before." Joe pulled onto the street that the guy lived.
-Frank and Nancy-
Frank called Joe while Nancy called Ned.
-Frank-
"Joe where are you?"
"I'm with George right now in front of the house of the man that is capable of making deadly miniature bombs." Joe responded grimly.
"How is George taking all of this?" Frank asked.
"Not very well. She said some things that lead me to believe that Bess has some explaining to do." Joe answered his brother.
"How is Bess doing? Who is with Bess?"
"Bess is the same as she was. The doctors say that she will survive. Donald is with her right now. Avery is with, George's husband, Michael."
"Alright well you two finish up there. We will meet.... Just a minute." Frank put his hand over his phone. "Nan, where do you want to eat?"
She did the same to her phone. "How about we eat at Denny's?" She suggested. "What time?" she added her own question.
"How about 7?" Frank raised his eyebrows.
"That'll work."
Frank took his hand off the phone and told him where to meet and what time.
"Alright Frank. I think that we can do that." Joe hung up the phone with his brother.
-Nancy-
"Ned where are you right now?" Nancy asked.
"I'm at the last restaurant in the car." Ned answered.
"So what did you find out?"
"Well there are three different shipping companies. Out of the thirty that I've gone through each of the shipping companies have 10. I will be checking out the last shipping company that I have the name of." Ned answered her.
"Tell us the name of the companies and we can do a background check on them. Just a minute..." she put her hand over the phone to listen to Frank's question.
"Nancy where do you want to eat?"
Nancy thought about it for a second. "How about Denny's?" She suggested. "What time?"
"How about 7?"
"That'll work." Nancy went back to her phone call. "Ned, you still there?" She was digging through her pocket seeing if she had paper and pen. When she found she didn't she signaled to Frank for them. He dug in his pocket for just a minute and found what it was that she needed. "Okay I have paper and pencil."
"Okay the names are Accessories Inc., Lyson's Seafood..." He went on with the list.
"Alright Ned we will be eating at Denny's at 7 o` clock." She informed him before she hung up the phone just as Frank hung up his. "Well that was perfect timing."
She led the way to her car not seeing Frank pull the tape out from his pocket. "Nan, do you have the fingerprint identifier?" Frank asked her as he pulled the tape apart gingerly.
She went to the glove compartment and pulled out the requested mechanism. "Here you are. She pulled out the car computer and found the information that she wanted on the companies.
"Well it appears that these are legitimate companies but they seem to have several connecting companies. This should be interesting."
Frank leaned over her shoulders to see what she was talking about. "You're right it should." He confirmed her words.
They stayed busy for the next two hours.
-Joe and George-
The two knocked on the door. Joe had his wallet ready to ask questions if they couldn't get any answers without it.
The man came to the door wrapped in a towel. He had the other towel drying off his face and hair. "What do you want?"
"We want to ask you some questions." Joe stated.
"Can't you see that I'm busy."
George looked up and down his well muscled torso. "We can see that and we're willing to give you time to get dressed. We just have a few questions."
Joe held an emotionless face as he watched what was going on. He had to keep from killing this guy if this was the correct one. It was only his home that had been destroyed.
They had been led into a parlor that was completely black in mood. There were other colors there but it just held a heavy spirit it almost seemed. They waited rather uneasily as they wandered around the room opening this and that. They were trying to make it look like it was just curiosity. They must have succeeded because he came in and asked if they had found anything interesting.
"This room is quite intriguing." George had answered honestly.
"So you had questions that you wanted to ask me. Ask away."
"Yes." Joe answered.
"What do you do for a living?"
"Well I'm a sculptor of sorts I guess." The man answered.
"What exactly do you build?" George asked.
He pulled out some samples that he had in a box from under his couch. He tossed one to both of the detectives sitting on the couch. Joe caught what looked like mouse and George's looked like a cat. The top of it seemed to open to reveal a hollow inside.
"Do you play with anything else besides wood?" Joe asked him.
"Yes I make things out of metal as well. You can keep those if you want."
"Okay the next question is, can you put fine powder that would blow up say a house?" Joe asked. When the man began to get up George and Joe rose from the couch as well.
"What are you implying and who are you?" The man was seething with anger.
"There was a house blown up today." Joe revealed his FBI badge. "We're looking for who made that because the hold the clue that finishes this case." Joe stated.
"I didn't do anything. Why is the FBI be interested in a sculptor?" Joe went over the cabinet that he had been looking through earlier.
"I found this sitting right at the front. George would you get the other thing that you showed me?" She nodded and went to retrieve the required item. "You combine these two together with a little nitrate and all you have to do is create a bomb with it. I'm betting that you have some of that as well." Joe said to him.
"I'm not talking 'til I see my lawyer!" He crossed his arms together as a stubborn child would.
Joe lost all control then. Joe pushed the man up against the wall and held him there. "Now you listen! Not only did I lose my home but I have a friend in the hospital in a coma, a brother whose injury has opened up but won't stop until we get this taken care of as well as another good friend doing the same exact thing." Joe's eyes were dark and dangerous. George was surprised at this. She had never seen him like this.
"Joe take it easy. We want him to answer questions. We can't get them if he's dead." George placed a hand on his arm that still held the man on the wall. "Why don't you get us all something to drink from the kitchen and I will question him."
"You're right George. You'd better not hurt her."
"Listen if you don't answer my questions I don't know what he'll do to you." The man nodded his head slowly. "Why would you even consider making a bomb powerful enough to blow up a house?"
George asked her questions and got the answers. Joe walked in just as she finished her questions. "Did you find out everything?"
"I did. I'll tell you in the car."
"Okay but first let me cuff him. We can get him to the police station they will want him for questioning." As a second thought he added, "Oh and I found the nitrate."
-Denny's-
They were only waiting on Joe and George when Frank's and Nancy's phone rang at the same time. "You two don't die to easily do you?"
They both had turned pale at that greeting. "You have thirty minutes to go to where it all began or your friends will be the first to die." They only received a dial tone after that.
George and Joe pulled up as they got in the cars. Joe followed them figuring of they were all leaving that it was rather important.
- - - - Okay guys this is about thirteen pages long. I can't believe it! That's the longest chapter that I have ever written for any fanfic story that I've done! I have a feeling though that this story is almost finished. I guess that means I'll be starting another story.
Just for a note I don't know a thing about chemicals and what they balance and what will make them completely and utterly dangerous. So if I make any mistakes with chemical alignment then let me know.
You know the drill! You have to give me a completely honest review. Well I'll talk to you later. Don't kill me if you think that the chapter is too long. If anyone wants me to let them know when I update the next chapter or get a new story going then leave me your e-mail address and your name please. I can't believe that this took me all day to do. I only spent an hour at the swimming pool.