Do I Want To Know?

Chapter 28- Loose Ends

   Nancy and Frank practically raced down the hallway of the hotel, in order to make it to the lobby before Joe blew a gasket. Once they had gotten there, Nancy immediately spotted Bess and Joe standing together in the middle of the room. Joe was wearing a simple t-shirt, with some comic book characters on it that Nancy didn't recognize, and Bess had on a pink checkered dress that hugged her body nicely. Nancy also noticed her best friend's adornment of Joe's denim jacket. It was way too big on her, and yet fit her perfectly.

   Joe saw Nancy and Frank emerge from the hallway, and put his one good hand on his hip while dramatically tapping his foot,

   "You guys sure are dressed up nice for two people who are late!" Joe complained. Nancy glanced over at Frank, who was staring down at his own attire in response. It was a brown collared shirt with black vertical stripes, tucked lazily into his black slacks. In all honesty it really was the least put together she'd seen Frank the whole trip.

   Besides the times you've seen him in his underwear. Nancy thought with a blush. Frank countered Joe's complaint with one of his own, smoothing the side of his hair as if he were a greaser in a biker gang,

   "And you've been sending me a lot of texts, for a guy with a broken hand." Joe clicked his tongue at that, albeit chuckled a little,

   "Low blow, Frank."

   "Shut up, Joe. They're cute. And Nancy, we're kind of matching!" Bess interjected excitedly, gesturing to Nancy's knee-length skirt that was the same pattern as hers. Nancy played with the collar of her black faux turtleneck, before linking her arm with Frank's.

   "Thanks Bess. We are pretty cute." She said with a grin. Joe gave Frank a raised-brow glance. 'What did you two do last night?' the glance asked him. Frank answered its question with his own look that screamed, 'exactly what you think we did'.

   "Where's George?" Nancy asked, none the wiser to the Hardy Boys' staring contest. Bess scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically,

   "She decided not to go with us, something about enjoying her last day in Hollywood, which, I think is a better idea, to be honest." She crossed her arms and huffed a bit more. Joe turned to face her, giving her a wicked smile,

   "But you decided to come with me anyway. You're cute for that." He reached down and pinched her nose between his fingers. Bess swatted his hand away with a playful glare,

   "I should strangle you."

   "I'll tell you, it doesn't feel nice." Joe was reminded of his run-in with Cedric back at Guy's house. Bess' eyes immediately softened, and she linked their fingers together. Nancy smiled at them,

   "Don't worry Bess. We're just going to check in on Guy, and then we can enjoy all Hollywood has to offer for the rest of the day." She reassured her friend, who seemed excited at that notion.

   After that, it wasn't long until the group set off for Guy's home one last time.

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   Nancy and the gang were let in by a woman who was evidently Guy's housekeeper. She pointed them in the direction of the bedroom, and then proceeded to continue cleaning up the messes left by the two fights that had broken out.

   Joe led them down the hall to where he remembered Guy's room being. He lifted his hand to knock, and heard the director's voice calling from inside,

   "Come in!"

   Joe pushed the door open, and the group was met with the sight of Guy sitting up in his bed, but he wasn't the only one in the room. Two suited-up men stood to Guy's right, and another, significantly more casual-looking individual sat on a chair on his left. Instantly, Nancy and the others were confused.