3. chapter: Action!
Everyone, who reviewed, thank you!!!! Well, here's chapter 3. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -
Frank, Joe and Fenton Hardy all stepped out of Frank's car outside the Nightlifefanclub. The building was very ugly in the daylight. There were no windows on the 1st floor but there were some windows on the 2nd floor where the bedrooms were. The place had once been a small hotel, that was the reason for the bedrooms.
'Don't you think it's strange to see it in daylight?' Joe asked and looked upon the mudbrown stonewalls.
His brother and father mumbled something uninteressted.
Joe signed. They were never interessted in what he said, maybe he shouldn't have take it personally but it happened often. Too often.
Inside was a lot going on. The police, with other speciallists, was checking out the house, for the 1000th time. At least.
The Hardys met Colling at the bar.
'I was waiting for you, guys. Show what you got'he said.
And they started to investigate. They weren't really doing anything the police hadn't already done but they were hoping they would find something they had not seen.
'Where exactly was she found?' Frank asked one of the men in the danceroom. He was talking about Sarah Cline, of course.
The man took him to the toilets. That was not pretty. It was very uncleaned. Aunt Gertrude would have heart attack if she would seen this place. There was toilet paper everywhere floading over the dustbins. And the mirrowrs, the walls and the toiletdoors were covered with lipstick. Frank couldn't help it, he laughed.
'Joe!'he called.
His brother came. 'What?'he asked.
'Take a look' Frank said smiling the smile that Joe hated, the bigbro smile. It was like he was reminding him of that he was younger and Frank was more grown and bla, bla, bla.
But he looked at the mirrowrs. He gaped. There were pretty many 'Joe +' some girls who had written their names after the +.
-'Come on,'Joe said,' I'm outta here.'
-'No, you're not. This is the place were the girl was killed and we're going to find some clues about it.'
There was a yellow ribbon across the toiletdoors where Sarah Cline was found. Frank stepped over it. There wasn't space enough for two men in there. But there was nothing to see. Frank used some tools to find fingerprints. That didn't work of course, there were so many fingerprints all across each other from the 'customers' of the toilet. He gave the dustbin over his shoulder to Joe.
'Here, check this out.'
Joe frowned but nodded. He wasn't surprised. Of course Frank made him dig in the dustbin. Frank's holy hands couldn't touch the garbage. Oh, no.
He put on leathergloves and pulled the bag out of the dustbin. Then he started to look at the things that girls throwed away. Mostly old periodpads. Joe almost threw up over Frank's head. It smelled awful. He also found dry toilet paper which had dryed after being thrown away, after crying out guys like Joe. Then he found a piece of paper where his name and cell phone number was written. He removed it. Why was everything covered with his name?
'There's nothing ineressting here, bro'he said to Frank.
'Fine,'he answered. He took the dustbin back and put it where it was.
Joe grinned behind his brother.
'Hey, Frankie?'he said.
'Yes?' Frank turned around.
Used periodpad flew over his head.
'JOE! That's disgusting. Man, you're going to pay for this.' he stepped over the ribbon. His brother wasn't in there. ---------------------------------------------------------- Joe ran out of the toilet. He didn't think this was funny, he hoped the pad would hit Frank's face. He was very angry without knowing why.well, almost.
He ran into Erza Colling where he was talking in his cell phone.
'.we'll be right there, yes. All right, goodbye.'
Joe looked curiously at him. 'What was that?'he asked.
'The doctor. We need to go to the mortuary right away,'Colling answered, 'Are you allright?'
Joe nodded. 'Where's dad?'
-'I don't know.oh, yes. There he is'
Fenton Hardy came downstairs. 'Nothing' he said.
-'Not in the toilet either,'Frank said as he came to them. He sent his brother an evil look.
Joe grinned back.
'All right. Let's go now,' Colling said.
Colling and Fenton went out first, then Frank and Joe was last.
When they came out a gunfire began.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - O, o. What's going to happen? You'll find out later, when I'm in the mood. Prehaps after two months.just kidding. I'll update as soon as I can. Enjoy, and review. -----------------------------------------------------------
Everyone, who reviewed, thank you!!!! Well, here's chapter 3. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -
Frank, Joe and Fenton Hardy all stepped out of Frank's car outside the Nightlifefanclub. The building was very ugly in the daylight. There were no windows on the 1st floor but there were some windows on the 2nd floor where the bedrooms were. The place had once been a small hotel, that was the reason for the bedrooms.
'Don't you think it's strange to see it in daylight?' Joe asked and looked upon the mudbrown stonewalls.
His brother and father mumbled something uninteressted.
Joe signed. They were never interessted in what he said, maybe he shouldn't have take it personally but it happened often. Too often.
Inside was a lot going on. The police, with other speciallists, was checking out the house, for the 1000th time. At least.
The Hardys met Colling at the bar.
'I was waiting for you, guys. Show what you got'he said.
And they started to investigate. They weren't really doing anything the police hadn't already done but they were hoping they would find something they had not seen.
'Where exactly was she found?' Frank asked one of the men in the danceroom. He was talking about Sarah Cline, of course.
The man took him to the toilets. That was not pretty. It was very uncleaned. Aunt Gertrude would have heart attack if she would seen this place. There was toilet paper everywhere floading over the dustbins. And the mirrowrs, the walls and the toiletdoors were covered with lipstick. Frank couldn't help it, he laughed.
'Joe!'he called.
His brother came. 'What?'he asked.
'Take a look' Frank said smiling the smile that Joe hated, the bigbro smile. It was like he was reminding him of that he was younger and Frank was more grown and bla, bla, bla.
But he looked at the mirrowrs. He gaped. There were pretty many 'Joe +' some girls who had written their names after the +.
-'Come on,'Joe said,' I'm outta here.'
-'No, you're not. This is the place were the girl was killed and we're going to find some clues about it.'
There was a yellow ribbon across the toiletdoors where Sarah Cline was found. Frank stepped over it. There wasn't space enough for two men in there. But there was nothing to see. Frank used some tools to find fingerprints. That didn't work of course, there were so many fingerprints all across each other from the 'customers' of the toilet. He gave the dustbin over his shoulder to Joe.
'Here, check this out.'
Joe frowned but nodded. He wasn't surprised. Of course Frank made him dig in the dustbin. Frank's holy hands couldn't touch the garbage. Oh, no.
He put on leathergloves and pulled the bag out of the dustbin. Then he started to look at the things that girls throwed away. Mostly old periodpads. Joe almost threw up over Frank's head. It smelled awful. He also found dry toilet paper which had dryed after being thrown away, after crying out guys like Joe. Then he found a piece of paper where his name and cell phone number was written. He removed it. Why was everything covered with his name?
'There's nothing ineressting here, bro'he said to Frank.
'Fine,'he answered. He took the dustbin back and put it where it was.
Joe grinned behind his brother.
'Hey, Frankie?'he said.
'Yes?' Frank turned around.
Used periodpad flew over his head.
'JOE! That's disgusting. Man, you're going to pay for this.' he stepped over the ribbon. His brother wasn't in there. ---------------------------------------------------------- Joe ran out of the toilet. He didn't think this was funny, he hoped the pad would hit Frank's face. He was very angry without knowing why.well, almost.
He ran into Erza Colling where he was talking in his cell phone.
'.we'll be right there, yes. All right, goodbye.'
Joe looked curiously at him. 'What was that?'he asked.
'The doctor. We need to go to the mortuary right away,'Colling answered, 'Are you allright?'
Joe nodded. 'Where's dad?'
-'I don't know.oh, yes. There he is'
Fenton Hardy came downstairs. 'Nothing' he said.
-'Not in the toilet either,'Frank said as he came to them. He sent his brother an evil look.
Joe grinned back.
'All right. Let's go now,' Colling said.
Colling and Fenton went out first, then Frank and Joe was last.
When they came out a gunfire began.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - O, o. What's going to happen? You'll find out later, when I'm in the mood. Prehaps after two months.just kidding. I'll update as soon as I can. Enjoy, and review. -----------------------------------------------------------