The Case of the Psychic's Vision Read Free Page A

by in about ten minutes,” Chet said. “I’ll honk.”
    â€œOkay,” Joe said and hung up the receiver.
    He had just started back into the dining room, when the telephone rang again.
    â€œWhat is it?” Joe said into the receiver. He was sure it was Chet again. “Do you want me to bring you what we didn’t eat for dinner?”
    But Joe heard only a crackling noise on the other end before a voice said in a low whisper, “Don’t go to that séance. If you do, you won’t leave there alive.”
    Then there was a click and the line went dead.

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    Just then Frank came into the kitchen, carrying some dirty plates and bowls. “Who was that on the phone?”
    â€œThe first call was from Chet,” Joe said. “He’ll be by to pick us up in a few minutes.”
    â€œI don’t know, Joe. Do you really think this is a good idea?” Frank asked. “Maybe we should be more serious about what psychics do. Dad certainly is.”
    â€œAsk me about the second call,” Joe said.
    Frank gave him a puzzled look. “Okay,” he said. “Who was the second call from?”
    Joe shrugged. “I didn’t recognize the voice, but whoever it was said if we went to the séance, we wouldn’t leave alive.” He grinned at Frank. “So I’mdefinitely going. No threat is going to scare me away from this now.”
    Frank put the dishes by the sink. “Good call,” he said.
    Just then, Aunt Gertrude and Mrs. Hardy came into the kitchen, so the boys cut short their conversation.
    â€œWe’re going over to Callie Shaw’s for a little while, Mom,” Frank said. “We’ll be back later.”
    â€œOkay, boys,” Mrs. Hardy said.
    Frank and Joe headed through the house.
    â€œDo you think we should tell Dad about the séance, nothing about the practical joke, but maybe just to let him know what’s going on?” Joe said.
    â€œMaybe we should,” Frank agreed. “I’d like to hear what he has to say.”
    But Mr. Hardy had already gone into his study, closing the door, which was a signal to the rest of the family that he was hard at work on a case and didn’t want to be disturbed unless it was an emergency. Frank and Joe both agreed that this probably wasn’t an emergency.
    They had just stepped outside when Chet pulled into the driveway. The boys ran out to Chet’s car and got inside.
    As Chet backed out of the driveway he said, “Are you guys ready for some fun? I’ve been thinking of all the things we can do over at Callie’s house. We’re going to freak those girls out!”
    When neither Frank nor Joe said anything, Chet asked, “What’s the matter?”
    â€œJoe received a threatening phone call before we left,” Frank told him. “Whoever it was said we’d never leave Callie’s house alive.”
    â€œYeah, right,” Chet said. He looked over at Joe. “Who do you think called?”
    â€œI didn’t recognize the voice,” Joe said. “The person was whispering.”
    â€œI wonder if it was Colin Randles,” Frank said.
    â€œNella’s brother?” Chet said.
    â€œYeah. We talked today,” Frank said. “I just haven’t had time to . . .”
    All of a sudden, headlights from behind blinded them.
    â€œWhat’s wrong with that stupid driver?” Chet said. “He’s got his brights on, and he’s tailgating me.”
    â€œSpeed up,” Frank said. “You’re only going thirty and you can go forty-five on this street.”
    Chet sped up. “I’ll put an end to this,” he said.
    He turned a corner rapidly, but so did the car that was following them.
    Inside Chet’s car, it was almost as bright as day.
    â€œWe can take the expressway to Callie’s house,” Joe said. “You should be able to lose them there.”
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