Danger Zone (Hardy Boys Casefiles)
Franklin W. Dixon
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When wealthy, hard-driving corporate genius Jason Wilding reluctantly takes a break from his business and his husband-hunting girlfriends for a Christmas visit to his Kentucky hometown, he has no idea what his physician brother, David, has in store for him. It seems that Amy Thompkins, a whimsical young widow, has captured David's heart, but courting her with a demanding baby in tow has been difficult. In order to pursue her, David persuades Jason to stay with her and take care of her son for a week. As Jason moves into Amy's house and they grow closer, he must confront the fact that he and his brother are now in love with the same woman...and their lives will never be the same again.
skid. It just missed the van, but now it sat broadside to the lanes, almost blocking both of them. The Toyota roared around the last corner, and the driver slammed on his brakes. Joe gritted his teeth. Frank felt his eyes squint, anticipating a crash. Spinning wildly, the Toyota smacked against the right wall and came to a dead stop. Its left rear bumper nicked the front of the station wagon. "Hey, what's going on here?" a voice shouted. The driver's door of the station wagon flew open.
report a bomb threat in the mailroom. Section Two is to be cleared of all personnel, giving access to the research building." "You must be out of your mind!" came Mr. Hardy's incredulous voice. "You expect me to let you into the building?" A strange, almost desperate laugh escaped from him. "No way, pal! You're going to have to do it yourself - over my dead body!" "Yours?" the voice replied with a chilling undercurrent. There was a sudden clicking sound. The phone had not been hung up, but the
department. "Sorry, officer," he said. "You'll be even sorrier if you don't have your license and registration," the officer answered. Behind him three other officers stood impassively by the side of the road. Frank took his license out of his wallet and opened the glove compartment for the rental registration. He handed them over. "I didn't expect something like this in the middle of - " He stopped himself, guarding his choice of words in an unfamiliar neighborhood. "Nowhere? Is that what you
head throb and his neck ache. Leering down at him was Todd Brewster. He had never seen the man, but somehow he knew it was him. Brewster's lean face looked like a skull with a thin layer of flesh. Behind him, screaming as she was engulfed by flames, was Laura Hardy. Frank tried to go after her but couldn't move. He tried to yell, but his mouth was frozen. A sharp, paralyzing pain began to shoot down his neck, spreading to his shoulders. ... Frank's eyes flew open. A startled gasp escaped from
concrete walkway, and each looking as if it were about to fall into the inlet. The warehouses that hadn't been torn down were dilapidated, and only half were in use. One of them was marked with a rusted metal sign that said: SC NDI AVI N HIPPIN . Joe knocked three times on the front door, which was paneled with riveted metal sheets. He heard four hollow reports echo within the building and wondered if it was empty. He was about to knock again when the door started to creak open. Out of the