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Carolyn Keene
Trial By Fire
Book 15 in the Nancy Drew Files series, 1987
Chapter One
I hope George has a good time, Nancy Drew said as she, her boyfriend Ned Nickerson, and Bess Marvin drove onto the expressway away from the airport.
She wont, Bess said. She giggled, and her long blond hair bounced around her shoulders. George hates ruffles-and that bridesmaids dress is covered with them.
Then why did she promise to be in the wedding? Ned asked.
George made that promise years ago, Nancy explained. She was hoping Marian had forgotten it.
So now shes on her way to Dallas, Bess said, an impish grin on her round face, carrying a shrimp-pink gown with lace and ruffles and bows. Speaking of shrimp, Im hungry. How about stopping somewhere for lunch?
Are you kidding? We just had breakfast, Nancy said.
That was three hours ago! Bess pulled against her seat belt so she could lean over to the middle of the back seat to see Nancy in the rearview mirror. Pizza, maybe? With sausage and mushrooms and pepperoni and anchovies?
Arrgh! Ned groaned and clutched his mid-section.
Forget the anchovies and its a deal, Nancy said, passing a slow-moving pickup truck. All right with you, Nickerson?
He reached over and flipped a strand of reddish blond hair off her forehead. Sounds great. Lets stop at the Pizza Palace. I can ask if they could use a hardworking college kid for two weeks. Ned was on a break from Emerson College.
Thats not fair, Nancy protested. I promised I wouldnt take any cases while you were on break so we could spend some time together. You can work, but I cant?
Her reputation as a successful young detective kept Nancy busy most of the time. All too often her job had meant she couldnt see Ned as much as either of them wanted.
I wont be working twenty-four hours a day, Ned said. And the important thing is, when we are together, we wont be out on some case chasing anybody around.
And nobody will be chasing you, Bess said, referring to Nancys most recent case, This Side of Evil.
Nancy shuddered. I sure hope not. Taking the next exit, she headed for the Pizza Palace.
By the way, Bess said, poking Ned in the shoulder, George really meant it when she said you could use her car while shes gone.
Im still thinking about it, Ned said. But if someone ripped it off while I had it-
Neds car had disappeared two days before. It had been stolen in broad daylight from the parking lot of a River Heights mall.
Why would anyone want it? Ned asked now. It was five years old. It needed washing, and there was a rip in the cushion of the back seat.
And a nail-polish stain on the dashboard, Nancy said, reminding him. My fault for trying to fix a nail in a moving vehicle. She quickly glanced at his handsome profile. He wore a gloomy expression. Dont worry, Ned. Youll get it back.
Lets talk about something else, Ned said and sagged in his seat.
Like pizza, Bess suggested. With pepperoni and-
Ned laughed. Bess youre hopeless!
By the time they reached their destination, it was just past noon. The tiny parking lot behind the restaurant was full, but Nancy managed to find a spot at a meter across the street.
They lost Bess as soon as they got out of the Mustang. Go on. Ill be right there, Bess said. Her nose was already glued to the plate glass of a shoe store. They have sandals in already!
Nancy and Ned headed for the corner, holding hands. Seeing their reflection in the window of a store, Nancy smiled to herself. Ned, six-foot-two and co-captain of Emersons basketball team, had the kind of good looks that would turn the head of any girl. Nancy felt a surge of happiness thinking that their relationship had survived despite the demands her job placed on her.
They crossed with the light and started toward the Pizza Palace, which was nestled between an electronics/appliance store and a barber shop. As they were in front of the appliance store Bess caught up with them. I saw two pairs I want, she gasped. A bright turquoise pair and a white pair. Theyre great!
Suddenly Ned stopped, looking into the window full of large-screen televisions. Nancy, isnt that your dad? he asked.
Where?
There. Look.
Nancy looked into the store and saw tall, distinguished Carson Drew on all the various TV screens. He appeared to be leaving his office building, his arm in the grip of a uniformed police officer.
I wish we could hear, Bess said as they watched a reporter shove a microphone under Carson Drews nose on the nearest set.
Lets go inside so we can hear. Nancy spun around and darted into the store.
A balding salesman hurried to her, but before he could speak, she held up a hand. Please, we arent buying. We just want to
Her voice trailed off as she saw the police officer put her father into the rear of a squad car. A tall, brown-skinned young woman got into the front seat. As the camera swiveled back to the reporter, Nancy crossed to the nearest set and turned up the sound.
Hey! the salesman protested.
To recap, the reporter was saying, Carson Drew, internationally known criminal lawyer, has been accused of attempted bribery.
Nancys eyes widened. What?
Drew, the reporter went on, is representing Ann Granger, an investigative reporter for the River Heights Morning Record. He is alleged to have offered a judge ten thousand dollars to quash the court order that would force Granger to reveal the source of a recent story in the Morning Record. Grangers expose uncovered an insurance scam run by members of organized crime. Thats all for now, Larry. This is Jim Pratt at Judiciary Square.
Ive got to go to him! Nancy said, hurrying from the store with Ned and Bess at her heels. Its all a terrible mistake. My dad would never-
Of course he wouldnt, Ned agreed. Hey! Watch it, Nancy!
But Nancy was halfway across the street, darting between oncoming cars. Bess ran after her and tumbled into the back seat. By the time Ned had closed his door, Nancy was pulling away from the curb. One second later, and hed have been left behind.
The police station was already jammed with reporters, cameramen, and newspaper photographers. Electronic flashes flared, and the quartz lights set up by the television crews exposed the faded paint on the grimy walls.
Nancy didnt see her father anywhere. At the moment all the microphones were pointed at the woman who had gotten into the police cruiser with Nancys father.
Who is she? Bess asked. She was out of breath from the sprint from the parking lot.
Dads client.
What will you do now that your lawyers in jail, Ms. Granger? a reporter shouted.
Nancy was too far away to hear Ann Grangers answer. She was edging around the crowd to get to the desk sergeant to ask if she could see her father.
Well, I dont know, the officer said after Nancy got to him. He eyed her uncertainly. Hes being processed, and we dont usually- Youre his daughter, you say?
Thats right. Nancy Drew. Please, I-
The sergeants face cleared. Say, youre the kid whos the detective, arent you? Ive heard of you. Let me see what I can do. He disappeared through a set of double doors.
You okay? Ned asked softly, tilting Nancys chin up to peer into her face.
Nancy nodded. Im fine. I just hope theyll let me talk to my dad.
Sure they will, Bess said.
The interview with Ann Granger was breaking up. Waving further questions aside, Ms. Granger threaded her way toward the now-vacant desk.
Ms. Drew? The sergeant, peering through the double doors, beckoned to Nancy. In here.
Nancy grabbed Ned and Besss hands and hurried toward the waiting policeman.
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