Oct 29, 2007 11:45
Joe Hardy was having a bad day.
Sure, it had all started well enough. Frank had left to go follow up on a lead on Oubie, leaving Joe in charge for a change (something Joe had been wanting for years), but it had all very quickly gone downhill from there.
Apparently Frank's 'lead' had been a trap, nothing more than a ploy to get the brothers apart in hopes of breaking into their office to steal a few files.
To make a long story short, they'd been had. Two burly men had forced their way into the boy's apartment, and after a brief tussle, Joe had ended up unconscious and on the floor. Not all that uncommon an occurrence, but still unfortunate and disappointing. They really needed to stop leaving blunt objects laying around.
What was even more unfortunate was the fact that when Joe awoke, his wrists and ankles were bound, and he'd been left in... Well, actually, he wasn't sure where he'd been left, thanks the the blindfold. There was also the added bonus of a sock in his mouth. His own, actually, if he wasn't mistaken...
So yes, Joe Hardy was having a bad day, and as he started to wiggle around to free himself, he couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, they weren't the amazing detectives they thought they were.
(Find Joe anywhere. XD Really, anywhere you like. The stranger the location the better. Open to all, expect the boy to be a little grumpy though.)
joe hardy,
miranda,
benton fraser