stubble poked through the fresh covering of snow. The boys had been watching the road behind them for possible spies, but it had been clear of traffic for several minutes. All at once, however, a red Ford sedan, traveling at high speed, pulled up close.
âI wish that guy would stop tailgating,â Frank said. âIf I had to brake suddenly, heâd climb right up my back!â
He drove as far to the right as he could to let the sedan pass. It did, but instead of streaking off, it slowed in front of them. When Frank tried to overtake the Ford, he was blocked!
âWhatâs the matter with that joker?â Joe asked.
Just then another car appeared, as if from nowhere, and positioned itself behind them. They were boxed in!
âWeâre in trouble, Joe,â Frank said. âDid you get a look at these goons?â
The two men in the rear car wore ski masks pulled down over their faces, as did the driver in front. Their heads were covered except for eye slits and a mouth hole.
Frank tried again to pass the Ford, but it moved out to the center of the highway and their bumpers banged. The Hardys were sandwiched in tighter than ever, and their tormentors brought them almost to a halt.
âThey want us to stop,â Joe said.
âNot on your life! Iâm going to make a break for it!â Frank declared. They had come to a place where only a shallow ditch dropped off on the left side of the road. Frank watched for oncoming traffic. Now he had a chance!
Turning the wheel sharply and flooring the gas pedal, he broke out of the tight formation. Their right fender crumpled for a split second with a grinding crunch, but the car broke free!
Frank crossed the road, drove down into the ditch, and up the other side. âLook back, Joe. What are they doing?â he asked.
âComing after us!â
âI think we can shake them off.â
The soft snow on the muddy field in front ofthem made driving treacherous. Frank drove in a tight semicircle, hoping to regain the highway and speed back to Bayport. Joe saw the trailing cars falling back.
âWeâve got it made!â he exulted.
Frank fantailed on the mucky topsoil and headed at full speed for the road. The rear wheels kicked up a rooster tail of snow and mud, and the motor growled as he urged every bit of horsepower from it.
But thenâ
slam!
About a hundred yards from the side of the highway, the car stopped dead in its tracks.
âWhat happened?â Joe asked.
âMust have been a rock hidden by the snow,â Frank said. âWeâre high centered!â
âLook, theyâre gaining on us!â Joe said. âThe only thing left to do is to stand and fight.â
The boys leaped from the car and got behind it while their pursuers raced up.
âIf they hit the car, get ready to jump!â Frank told his brother.
The two other vehicles, however, slowed to a stop and the three men stepped onto the snow. They approached the Hardys, who stood poised for the attack. Besides being good boxers, they excelled in karate.
âWe donât have the mask youâre looking for!â Joe said hotly.
âWeâll see for ourselves,â one of the men replied.After searching the car in vain, their leader said, âWe could drop you both in the snow right now, if we wanted to.â
âWhy donât you try?â Frank said.
âNo. We donât want to hurt you. We want you to take a message back to your old man. Tell him to lay off his case! Heâs not dealing with a bunch of stumblebums this time!â
âSo, what if he doesnât?â Joe demanded.
âThat might just be the end of Fenton Hardy!â The men chuckled at the boysâ predicament and drove away.
âNow what?â Joe asked.
âHere, put your shoulder to the back of the car.â
The boys pushed and shoved, to no avail. The automobile was stuck tight.
âWeâll have to go for help,â
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