Free The Borgia Dagger by Franklin W. Dixon Page A

gave her a heavy-duty plastic bag. "I've always loved high fashion," Callie said. She took the clothes and walked toward a nearby women's room. "Wait here while I change." When Callie emerged from the women's room, the sleeves and legs of the uniform rolled up nice, Frank had to stifle a laugh. "You'd better vatch out," he said. "The TV director may hire you for comic relief."
    "Just what I need, encouragement!" Callie said. She tossed Frank her bundle of clothes and headed for the elevator.
    Frank drove out of the lot, in the direction of Bayport Museum. At the top of Cobb's hill in the center of town, he stopped for a red light. His mind wouldn't stop racing. Now that Callie was taking care of Squinder, he began to think about Ruppenthal. There were too many loose ends — there had to be a way to get him to answer questions.
    He was almost too involved to see a familia car parked just beyond the top of the hill. A fier red Lamborghini.
    Frank pulled up behind it, just as someone came out of a nearby convenience store, carrying a huge stack of newspapers.
    Thump. The newspapers were dropped by the side of the car, revealing Harley.
    Frank gave a couple of taps on his horn and climbed out of the van. "Hi!"
    Harley looked at him without expression. "Was driving by and saw Tessa's car," Frank continued. "I guess it's fixed!"
    "Yes, they fixed it Saturday actually. Surprisingly it needed very little work. She wanted to go out and get it herself, but her 'bodyguard' though! she should stay in." Harley sneered at the worij bodyguard.
    "That's an awfully quick body shop!"
    "The best. You get what you pay for, you know."
    "What's with all these newspapers?" "What's with all these questions? Tessa's on the front page again today, so she wanted afew things, all right?" Harley opened the car door and tossed the keys on the dashboard.
    Frank chuckled and tried to make a joke. Wow, she's demanding. I guess she wants one car every room in the house, huh?" Harley stood up and came face to face with Frank. "Well, you don't seem to mind it when she demands your attention." "Hey, I was just kidding, Harley. Here, let me help you with the newspapers." Frank leaned down and began to load papers into the car. "Get your head out of Tessa's car," Harley snapped. "I don't need your help."
    "Easy, Harley, I didn't mean anything — " "That does it! I've had enough of you." He gave Frank a push — a push that normally would have only rocked him back on his heels. But trussed up against the Lamborghini, he lost his glance and fell into the front seat. Harley dove in after him, fists flying. Frank tried to swing back, but there was no room to Maneuver between the dashboard and the backs if the bucket seats. He grabbed Harley's arms and thrust him backward against the steering wheel. The car horn squawked as Harley's back hit the edge of the wheel. His dark eyes blazing, Harley tried to pull Frank up and jam him against the opposite door.
    But Frank yanked an arm loose and put a headlock around Harley. Trying to squirm free, Harley jammed his knee against the emergency brake. With a click, the brake released.
    As Frank and Harley fought inside, they were too busy to notice that the car was beginning to roll down the hill. Too busy to notice it was heading straight for gas tanker stopped at a red light below!

Chapter 12
    Struggling to break free, Harley fell off the front seat onto the floor. It was in that moment that Frank finally noticed the tanker.
    "What the — we're moving!" Taking advantage of the distraction, Harley grabbed at Frank's collar.
    "Get over it quick, buddy," Frank said as he renched himself free of Harley, "we're in big trouble."
    Heooonk! Heooonk! By now the truck driver was blowing his horn, trying desperately to avoid the accident he saw coming in his rear-view mirror.
    The front of the Lamborghini was a tangle of hands and legs. There was no chance Frank could get up and put on the foot brake in time. The tanker loomed larger