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struck again, ramming the wagon toward the guardrail.
    The lightweight wagon leaped into the air—and then crashed through the rail. It plunged down the steep embankment with Nancy and her friends inside.
     

Chapter Ten
    “ W HAT DO YOU mean, you almost got killed in a car crash?” Ned’s voice shouted through the telephone receiver into Nancy’s ear.
    It was three A.M. —two hours after the accident. In that time Nancy and her friends had been rescued by patrolmen in a passing police car who had seen the wreck. Dan had succeeded in convincing them that it was all a classified government matter. Unfortunately, that had involved notifying Senator Kilpatrick.
    While Dan was getting chewed out by his superiors, Senator Kilpatrick was on the telephone to Nancy’s father, who chewed her out for putting his daughter in such a dangerous position. Then Carson Drew had spoken to Nancy.
    “Dad, I’m all right,” Nancy had insisted. “Dan did a wonderful job of getting the wagon under control. He got us out before the fire could start. We’re all just fine!” Nancy said, rubbing one of several bruises.
    “Things are far from fine,” her father had interrupted. “Marilyn finally told me the whole story. I’m flying down tomorrow.”
    Soon after Carson Drew got off the phone, the much needed call came through from Ned. Nancy almost cried, she was so tired and so glad to hear his voice. But the note in hers only made Ned more worried.
    “I’m coming down with your father,” Ned said immediately.
    “Ned, you really don’t need to. I’ll take care of myself, I promise. And if I don’t, Dan will.”
    “The way he did tonight? Exactly who is that character?” Ned asked suspiciously.
    Nancy laughed. “A very smart, go-getter jock who’s a whiz kid for the local police and who—I think—is angling for a job with Senator Kilpatrick. You’d like him. And he ,” Nancy added with emphasis, “likes Bess .”
    She was relieved to hear Ned laugh. “Okay, I get the message. Maybe I’m going overboard worrying, but I love you.”
    “I love you, too. And thanks for worrying. I’ll call you if I need you, I promise.”
    “How about calling ’cause you want me?” Ned asked. Nancy laughed and put down the phone, feeling much better.
    The next thing she knew, it was nine A.M. , and Bess was shaking her awake. “The senator’s on the phone.”
    Nancy struggled to a sitting position, still half-asleep. “Where is everybody?”
    “George took the bus to Loudon to watch Teresa warm up for the afternoon match. Dan’s gone out to buy a newspaper. He’s already brought us breakfast. He didn’t want room service to know anyone’s in here. Nancy, come on! The senator’s practically spitting bullets!”
    Nancy reached for the phone.
    “About time!” the senator’s husky voice said crisply. “I want to see you. At the tournament. Be there by ten-thirty.”
    “Has anything more happened?” Nancy demanded.
    “I can’t talk.” The senator hung up.
    “You look awful,” Bess said frankly, reappearing with a container of orange juice and a bag of doughnuts.
    “What do you expect after we sat up talking till five?” Nancy bit into a doughnut, eyeing Bess. “I must say you’ve recovered remarkably. And you got even less sleep, I’ll bet.”
    “Dan must be good for me,” Bess said. “Nancy, go back to sleep for a little longer. You don’t have to go to the tournament this minute. Teresa’s got a whole gang of bodyguards.”
    “You mean the government finally came through?”
    “Not ours. Hers,” Bess said. “Roberto’s murder also made the headlines down there. The San Carlos government’s calling it a ‘provocative international incident.’ Their people are keeping surveillance on Teresa, and our people are keeping surveillance on them.”
    “Scratch the sleep,” Nancy said resignedly. “I’m taking a shower and going out there.”
    By ten-thirty she was out at Loudon College, just in time to