Here is the next installment. The Hardy's and Nancy have stumbled onto something big...question is can they stop it? Please read and review.

Chapter 13:

Nancy Drew pulled up to the Morris house in the passenger seat of Molly Maids service. Fenton Hardy had contacts everywhere and they were able to get Nancy a job with the maid service so that she could go into the house to look around. Nothing she found would be admissible in court but they knew there were other locations. Plus they could get a legitimate search warrant if she found anything specific. Angela was the maid's name. "Don't open any drawers or cabinets. We only clean the surfaces. I have to clean the master bedroom and suite today. Just dust and vacuum the den and clean the kitchen. I'll handle the back of the house."

Nancy nodded. "Of course."

Nancy pulled out the vacuum from the trunk and Angela grabbed two buckets of cleaner. Nancy walked through the house. It was in perfect condition. Nothing seemed out of place. The only thing that Nancy saw that was odd was a large map of Louisiana and Mississippi. She plugged in the vacuum cleaner and started vacuuming. When she reached the area where the map was she took her time. She saw that on the map an area was circled in permanent red magic marker. It wasn't a city but it said, 'Point Breeze Louisiana'.

She finished vacuuming and began dusting the den. Her brain was on overdrive. That looked like it was in the middle of nowhere. Why would a terrorist be interested in that? No there had to be some sort of a reason... She opened a couple of the drawers and found nothing. She moved onto the kitchen and, bingo! She found a computer on a desk in the corner. Hearing the vacuum in the bedroom Nancy turned it on she saw at once that it was password protected. She got the IP address by right clicking on the control panel. She wrote it down on her arm using an ink pen and pulled her blouse over it. She turned of the computer and cleaned the surfaces of the counters. Last she did the floor.

"Are you finished?"

Nancy turned to Angela. "Yeah...I'm finished here."

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Nancy took the bus to the meeting place where she was supposed to meet Sam Radley and Ned Nickerson. The bus stopped in front of Louis Backyard. She had eaten here with Ned when they had come the last time. When she walked through the door Ned waved her down. She walked over to him. Ned met her halfway from the table. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I was worried."

She pulled away from him and looked over at Sam Radley. "I know...but I'm fine. It was just me and Angela." They walked over to the table hand and hand. She sat down and the waitress came and took her drink order.

"Well?" Sam asked.

"I'll be honest, I don't know what I found..."

The waitress returned and Nancy ordered a chicken caesar salad, Ned ordered a steak, Sam ordered Catfish. When the waitress left Nancy continued, "I found a large map of Point Breeze Louisiana and I got the IP address off a computer in the home. I couldn't log onto the computer because it was password protected."

Sam pulled out his laptop and typed in Point Breeze. His brow increased. "Oh my god!"

"What?" Nancy and Ned both said simultaneously.

Sam looked up. "This is only a hunch but...If they are doing what I think; they want to change the course of the Mississippi River."

Nancy was stunned. "How?"

Sam was dialling on his cell phone. "They would destroy one or all four structures associated with the Old River Control Structure. The river was studied by the Army Corp of Engineers and the flow of the Mississippi is controlled by the structure. If the structure had not been built...the mouth of the Mississippi would exit at a place called Morgan City Louisiana instead of its current location."

"But HOW?"

"That is what we need to find out now. We need to find those cells in Bay City CA, Reno Nevada, Seattle WA, San Antinio Tx, and now Bayport NY."

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Fenton Hardy was numb. He had received a call from Sam Radley. He couldn't believe this. This had the potential to be worse than 911. He held his wife tightly. They had to find the cells. When was the job going down? The only thing that he could do was get someone to hack into the computer and see if anything was on it. He had contacted the FBI himself. He knew it could take up to a month he just hoped they could get bust this little organization quickly.

He hated the fact that Callie had been hurt this way. He couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen with her and his son. He stood up and walked into the little kitchenette. He couldn't help but listen at the door where his son was sleeping. He could hear whispered voices.

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Frank was lying awake in bed trying to sleep but he couldn't. He was worried about what his father had told him. The door connecting his room to Callie's creaked open. He lifted his covers and Callie crawled into bed next to him. She was trembling. Frank could tell that she had had a very bad nightmare.

"It's okay baby."

"I hate this," she whispered.

"I know...so do I."

"What did you and your dad talk about?"

Frank didn't know what to say to this. He decided to tell her the truth. "Callie, the man that raped you is very dangerous. He's a terrorist...my dad, Joe, and I are working with the network."

Callie bit her lip. "Weren't those the ones that blew up the Bender's boat and used doubles to look like me and Vanessa?"

Frank shook his head. "No that was..." Then Frank paled. "Oh my god! He has to be an assassin or the Gray Man wouldn't be working on this!" He kissed her forehead. "Whenever I'm stuck you pull me out of it again. Just how do you do that?"

Callie giggled. "I know you Hardy...that's how."

"Was that a giggle I just heard?"

"Maybe...now are you going to go get your dad?"

He gave her a sad smile. "I really should, babe."

Callie kissed him. "I'll be next door."

Frank watched her leave the room and he turned to open the door. He was surprised to see his father digging in the fridge. He narrowed his eyes. "Were you snooping?"

Fenton raised an eyebrow. "No but don't think for one minute that your mothers didn't know what you were up to."

Frank rolled his eyes. "I gathered that but they didn't say anything."

"Because they knew nothing was happening son. Now, why did you need to talk to me?"

"Anthony Andolini is an assassin it is the only logical explanation."