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    Wings of Fear
    Wings of Fear
    Wings of Fear
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    Wings of Fear

    By Carolyn Keene

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    A desperate call from an old friend brings Nancy to Seattle to investigate a possible murder.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSimon Pulse
    Release dateMar 11, 2014
    ISBN9781481415644
    Wings of Fear
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    Carolyn Keene

    Carolyn Keene is the author of the ever-popular Nancy Drew books.

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      Wings of Fear - Carolyn Keene

      Chapter

      One

      Br-r-r-ing!

      The soft purr of Nancy Drew’s bedside phone made her groan in her sleep. She opened one eye, saw that it was after midnight, and promptly covered her head with her pillow.

      Br-r-r-ing. Br-r-r-ing.

      Groping with one hand, Nancy grabbed the receiver. Hello? she said from under the pillow.

      Nancy! Is that you? The voice on the other end was filled with terror. You’ve got to help. Right away! A friend of mine is dead, and I think—I think somebody killed him!

      Nancy blinked in the darkness. Jennifer? Is that you? she asked, barely recognizing the voice of her longtime friend, Jennifer Bishop.

      Oh, Nancy, you’ve got to come! I don’t know what to do. Rod was working with me at Victory and then—and then— She was fighting back sobs. And then they killed him! I know they did!

      Wide awake by then, Nancy reached over to switch on the bedside lamp. Wait a minute, Jennifer. Back up. You mean this Rod worked at Victory Airlines with you?

      Yes, yes. Nancy, you’ve got to come to Seattle right away and get this straightened out. I’m afraid of who’ll be next!

      Jennifer Bishop had once lived near Nancy in River Heights, and she and Nancy had been close friends. After high school graduation, Jennifer had gotten a job as a flight attendant for Victory Airlines, a company based in Seattle, Washington.

      Jen didn’t usually exaggerate, so Nancy took her at her word. What makes you so certain Rod was murdered, Jen?

      "I just know! He was killed in an automobile accident. His car went wide on a turn and plunged over a cliff. But I know there’s more to it than that."

      How do you know? Nancy pushed strands of reddish blond hair out of her eyes. Murder? Could it really be true?

      He once said that there were people at the airline who knew how to make money. Then he showed me a wad of bills that would have made your eyes pop out! When I asked him how he’d gotten so much cash, he shut up. I kept asking him, and he finally said, kind of jokingly, ‘Maybe I’m into smuggling—’ Jennifer inhaled shakily. But now Rod Fullerton’s dead. And I think he was telling the truth!

      Nancy felt a chill go down her spine. When did he have his car accident?

      Yesterday.

      And how long ago did he show you the extra cash?

      He showed me and Miranda the money just last week. Jennifer sounded as if she were gaining control of herself again.

      Who’s Miranda?

      My new roommate. Oh, Nancy, you’ve just got to come!

      Nancy’s mind was spinning ahead. There was nothing keeping her in River Heights. And her close friend, Bess Marvin, had complained of being bored too.

      I’ll be there as soon as I can, Nancy said decisively. And I’ll try to bring Bess. You remember Bess Marvin, don’t you?

      Oh, Nan, I knew I could count on you. Just hurry, please.

      Nancy could barely sleep the rest of the night. By the time her father joined her for breakfast, she had already checked into flights to Seattle and packed her bags.

      What’s up? Carson Drew asked as he sat down in the chair across from Nancy’s.

      I’ve got a chance to go to Seattle and visit my friend Jennifer Bishop, Nancy said, glancing at the clock on the kitchen wall.

      Planning to go right this minute? Carson asked, smiling.

      I wish I could, Nancy said and filled him in on Jennifer’s call.

      Her father’s expression grew grave as she mentioned Jennifer’s suspicions about Rod Fullerton.

      I have only one piece of advice, he said. The same advice I give you every time you get involved in a mystery: be careful.

      Nancy kissed his cheek. I promise, Dad. I’ve got to go now—I have to talk to Bess.

      • • •

      Bess peered out cautiously before throwing the door open for her friend. What are you doing up so early? she asked in surprise. Wait—don’t answer that. Another case, right?

      Bess was still in her robe, and she motioned for Nancy to follow her to her bedroom. So what’s this all about? she asked.

      I don’t know for sure yet. Maybe smuggling. And murder.

      Nancy found a relatively clean place to sit on the end of Bess’s bed. Clothes were strewn all over—which was typical for her friend.

      I couldn’t decide what to wear, Bess explained defensively as she noticed Nancy looking at the mess in her room. She snatched up a pair of black jeans from the floor and pulled them on. Now, tell all.

      Nancy nodded soberly. You remember Jennifer Bishop, don’t you?

      Didn’t she go to work for an airline?

      Victory Airlines, Nancy said and quickly filled Bess in on Jennifer’s phone call. Nancy concluded by saying, I want you to come with me.

      Bess almost dropped her comb. Really? I’d love to! I love the West Coast!

      So you’re with me?

      All the way!

      • • •

      It didn’t take long to finalize the details of their trip. Nancy made their airline reservations. Then they said goodbye to Bess’s cousin, George Fayne, who was sorry to see them leave but too busy to join them. Finally, Nancy called Jennifer and left a message on her answering machine telling her when they’d be arriving.

      Brrr. Bess shivered as they boarded their Victory plane in Chicago. I hope it’s warmer in Seattle.

      The paper said it would be clear and cool, Nancy said, glancing around as they boarded flight 304. The flight attendant—her scarlet blouse a dramatic contrast to her black and gold Victory uniform—showed them their seats. After Jennifer’s phone call, Nancy half expected to see some thing unusual on the plane, but the flight was uneventful. In a few hours they were circling above Puget Sound Airport.

      I’ve always envied Jennifer her job, Nancy said as she looked out over Seattle. Puget Sound glimmered in the afternoon sun. In the distance Nancy could see a ferry chugging from Seattle’s waterfront to an island in the sound.

      Me, too. Bess sighed. Think of all the fantastic places she gets to see.

      Like the Far East, Nancy said. Victory mainly serves the West Coast and the Orient. They have only a few flights to Chicago, New York, and Dallas.

      The Orient. Bess closed her eyes, smiling wistfully. Hong Kong, Tokyo, the Philippines . . .

      You’ll have to settle for Seattle today, Nancy said, her eyes sparkling. Oh, it’s gorgeous. Look, there’s Mount Rainier.

      • • •

      After the girls had deplaned and collected their bags from the baggage carousel, they looked around for Jennifer.

      Do you think she got the message about our flight? Bess asked, shifting her shoulder bag.

      I hope so, Nancy answered. Hey, how much stuff did you bring? It looks as if you packed for a year!

      Bess was surrounded by all kinds of canvas luggage. I wanted to be prepared, she said defensively. You never know what you might need.

      Nancy laughed. Unlike Bess, she always packed light. In fact, every once in a while she wished she had remembered to bring one more outfit. Well, these’ll have to do me, she said, glancing down at her black-and-white plaid pants and bulky magenta cardigan. If I need to dress up I’m going to have a big problem. Let’s go get our rental car. Maybe Jennifer will show up by the time we’re done.

      After she had collected the car keys and really begun to worry that Jennifer hadn’t gotten the message, a petite, pretty girl came toward them. Arms waving, her curly dark hair a wild cloud around her head, Jennifer weaved among the milling passengers.

      Nancy! Bess! she shouted. Sorry I’m late. I was talking to Preston Talbot and I forgot the time.

      Nancy grinned at her friend. Forgotten for a boy. I should have known it!

      Jennifer laughed. Preston Talbot is no boy. He’s the president of Victory Airlines, and he wants to see you immediately! When I realized how big this thing might be, I went straight to the top. He was really anxious to hear what I had to say.

      With a sinking feeling Nancy realized her trip to Seattle was no longer a secret. But how much had Jennifer told?

      Here, let me take that, Jennifer said, grabbing one of Bess’s bags

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