The Dangerous Transmission by Franklin W. Dixon Read Free Book Online

trailing them again, though, a minute later.
    They had walked about five blocks when Jax stopped in front of a general store. “I need to go in here for a few minutes,” he said. “I won’t be long.”
    â€œNo problem,” Joe said, following him into the store. Frank stepped inside too, but stayed near the front of the store. He was able to look through the window and get a full view back down the street.
    There she is again, he noted to himself, spotting the woman. And she’s looking this way.
    Frank was sure that the woman couldn’t see himfrom his post inside the store. She continued to stand in front of another shop window about half a block away. But she spent most of her time sneaking looks up the street at the general store.
    As Frank watched she took a cell phone from her purse. She tried to make a call but then slapped the phone a couple of times and redialed.
    â€œWhat’s up?” Joe asked, joining Frank.
    â€œSee that woman in the green coat?”
    Joe nodded his response.
    â€œShe’s been following us since we left the flat.”
    â€œIt looks like her phone’s not working,” Joe observed.
    As the Hardys watched, the woman walked to a pay phone on the corner across the street from the general store.
    â€œThis might be time for a little shoulder surfing,” Joe said. He grabbed a pair of high-powered binoculars from a store display. Then he stood where he had a clear view over the woman’s shoulder to the pay phone keypad.
    â€œOkay, Frank,” Joe said. “Write down these numbers. Five-five-”
    The scene was trapped in the circle lenses of Joe’s binoculars.
    â€œFive-seven-”
    The woman’s finger paused over the number buttons.
    â€œThree-eight-”
    Then her head swiveled suddenly.
    â€œUh-oh.”
    Joe felt a chill down his spine. Through the binoculars, he saw that the woman was staring straight into his eyes.

6 Caught in the Crypt
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    When Joe saw the woman look into his eyes, he felt the hairs on his arms bristle. He ducked out of sight, but he knew it was too late. His pulse pounded as he looked over at Frank.
    Joe knew that Frank wouldn’t look in his direction because it would be better if the woman didn’t know they were connected. Sure enough, Frank was pretending to read a newspaper. But although his head was bowed down toward the paper, his eyes were aimed at the pay phone and the woman standing there.
    â€œShe’s still looking over here,” Frank muttered out of the corner of his mouth. “Stay down.”
    Joe waited for what seemed like a long time but was only five minutes. Then Frank whispered again.“She turned away,” he said. “It looks like she’s going to make another call. No, now she’s hesitating. . . .” He snapped the newspaper shut and dropped it on a nearby bench. “That’s it. She’s leaving. You’re all clear.”
    Joe stood up. The woman was walking quickly down the street toward the corner. “You go on with Jax,” Frank called back as he left the store and crossed the street. “I’ll catch up with you at the Tower of London.”
    â€œWhere’s Frank going?” Jax asked as he walked up to join Joe.
    As they walked to the Underground, Joe told Jax about the woman who had been following them.
    â€œDo you have any idea who she is?” Jax asked.
    â€œShe looks familiar to me,” Joe said. “I want to check with Frank and see if he got the same impression. I think she might be a woman our Dad chased down a few years ago. We’ll check her out when we get back to my computer.”
    They went by the flat where Pierre had been staying, but there was no one home. Jax left a note for Pierre in the door. Then they decided to walk the rest of the way to the Tower of London.
    When they arrived at the Tower, it was closing. Guides dressed in knee-length black coats trimmed in