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Troubled Waters
Troubled Waters
Troubled Waters
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When floods threaten her town, Nancy and her friends help save the day!

In #23 Troubled Waters, floods in the low-lying towns downriver from River Heights destroy many homes and business, and River Heights is mobilizing to contribute to relief efforts. Nancy, Bess, and George all sign on as volunteers for Helping Homes, a nonprofit that builds homes for people in need. But trouble starts when work on the new apartments is sabotaged including ruined plumbing equipment and holes smashed in newly installed drywall. Nancy wonders why anyone would hinder such a worthy project, and she immediately offers to try to find and stop the culprit.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherAladdin
Release dateMay 22, 2012
ISBN9781442465435
Troubled Waters
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Carolyn Keene

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    Recent flooding of the river has left many homeless. Luckily Helping Homes has plans to convert an abandoned foundry to apartments, and Nancy, Bess, and George have volunteered to help. In fact, so has the University of Lowell basketball team, including local star forward J.C. Valdez. It seems not everyone is excited about the project, though. A vandal seems intent on wreaking havoc at the site, as well as leaving threatening messages for J.C. Luckily Nancy is around to investigate!Personally I think in terms of plot this is one of my favorites so far, but the solution was obvious to be since none of the other options were plausible. Or maybe I'm just a better detective than Nancy!
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    A good book, but sort of predictable... one of the few Nancy Drew books where I actually guessed the criminal long before Nancy did.

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Troubled Waters - Carolyn Keene

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When heavy rains washed out the low-lying towns around River Heights, my friends and I knew we had to help. That’s when we hooked up with Helping Homes to build apartments. Then the two-time state champion basketball team, the Lowell University Bullets, showed up—and the waters, so to speak, turned murky.

While George couldn’t be happier about working close to J. C. Valdez, the Bullets’ star forward, not everyone around us is a fan. Take the person who is destroying our work and spray painting threats to J. C. on the walls, for starters. Is this the product of some basketball feud, or something much larger? I may be up to my elbows in sheet rock, but that won’t slow my sleuthing. . . .

Troubled

Waters

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Let me introduce myself. I’m Nancy Drew.

My friends call me Nancy. My enemies call me a lot of other things, like that girl who cooked my goose. They actually sometimes speak like that, but what can you expect from criminals? See, I’m a detective. Well, not really. I mean, I don’t have a license or anything. I don’t carry a badge or a gun, in part because I wouldn’t touch a gun even if I could, and also because I’m just not old enough. But I am old enough to know when something isn’t right, when somebody’s getting an unfair deal, when someone’s done something they shouldn’t do. And I know how to stop them, catch them, and get them into the hands of the law, where they belong. I take those things seriously, and I’m almost never wrong.

My best friends, Bess and George, might not totally agree with me. They tell me I’m wrong a lot, and that they have to cover for me all of the time just to make me look good. Bess would tell you I dress badly. I call it casual. George would tell you I’m not focused. By that she’d mean that once again I forgot to fill my car with gas or bring enough money to buy lunch. But they both know I’m always focused when it comes to crime. Always.

Nancy Drew

In Deep Water . . .

By mistake? I repeated. "You think someone tracked down the water valve and took a wrench to it by mistake?"

You’d be surprised, Owen said, laughing. This isn’t the first time an overeager volunteer did something they shouldn’t have and didn’t want to admit it.

I didn’t say anything more. I mean, the guy had a lot more experience at construction work than I did. Still, I didn’t feel nearly as sure as Owen that the valve had been opened accidentally.

Uh-oh. I know that look. George raised an eyebrow at me. What are you thinking, Nancy?

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#2 A Race Against Time

#3 False Notes

#4 High Risk

#5 Lights, Camera . . .

#6 Action!

#7 The Stolen Relic

#8 The Scarlet Macaw Scandal

#9 Secret of the Spa

#10 Uncivil Acts

#11 Riverboat Ruse

#12 Stop the Clock

#13 Trade Wind Danger

#14 Bad Times, Big Crimes

#15 Framed

#16 Dangerous Plays

#17 En Garde

#18 Pit of Vipers

#19 Orchid Thief

#20 Getting Burned

#21 Close Encounters

#22 Dressed to Steal

#23 Troubled Waters

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This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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ISBN: 978-1-4424-6543-5(eBook)

First Aladdin Paperbacks edition April 2007

Library of Congress Control Number 2006924387

ISBN-13: 978-1-4169-2513-2

ISBN-10: 1-4169-2513-9

Chapter 1: After the Flood

Chapter 2: Rivals

Chapter 3: Troubled Start

Chapter 4: Waterlogged!

Chapter 5: Getting Even

Chapter 6: J.C. Go Home

Chapter 7: Lies and Excuses

Chapter 8: Night Chase

Chapter 9: The Search for Secret Rooms

Chapter 10: Friends—or Foes?

Chapter 11: A Clue in the Night

Chapter 12: Follow Them!

Chapter 13: Mission in the Flood Zone

Chapter 14: Race to the Stolen Money

Chapter 15: Thief’s Reward

Troubled Waters

1

After the Flood

Voila! Two dozen turkey sandwiches with lettuce, cheese, and tomato, all wrapped and ready to go," I said.

I held up a tray in the middle of our kitchen and grinned at my two best friends, Bess Marvin and George Fayne. The three of us had been making sandwiches for the past hour—maybe longer. We were totally surrounded by cold cuts, lettuce, bread, cucumbers, sliced peppers . . . you name it.

I’ve got ham on whole wheat, George added. She tore some plastic wrap from a roll, stretched it around the sandwich she’d just made, and added it to a pile on the counter.

And I’m almost done with these veggie wraps, George’s cousin Bess spoke up, standing at the counter next to George. They look delicious, if I say so myself.

Hey, no tasting, George teased. Remember what Cathy said. People over at the Historical Society and the Senior Center are waiting for these sandwiches.

I’ll be the first to admit that my friends and I can get food obsessed. Give us three spoons and a pint of ice cream, and we’re in heaven. But this time we’d actually been motivated by something other than our bottomless-pit stomachs.

We’d had record-breaking spring rains in our area. When you live near a river, like we do, wet weather can cause big trouble. Our town of River Heights hadn’t been hit too badly. The cliffs along the river kept water from overflowing. But some of the low-lying towns south of us hadn’t been so lucky. Every night we heard on the news how the floods were the worst our area had seen in a century. Hundreds of people had lost their homes. They were being put up temporarily in places like the Historical Society building, the Senior Center, local hotels—anyplace that had room . . . including the guest room and the sofa bed in the Drew family home. My house, in other words.

Bess, George, and I turned as the kitchen door opened. Our housekeeper, Hannah Gruen, came in. Her niece, Cathy Fogler, was behind her, along with Cathy’s seventeen-year-old son, Brad. They carried bulky cardboard boxes, which they angled through the doorway. It didn’t take a detective to see that the three of them were related. They all had the same blue eyes and broad cheeks. But Hannah and Cathy were round and curvy and on the short side, while Brad had the tall, muscular build of an athlete. He towered over the rest of us as he placed his boxes on the counter near George.

Where should we put these sandwiches, Hannah? George asked.

Hannah has lived with Dad and me ever since my mother died, when I was three. The kitchen is usually her territory. But in the two weeks since Cathy and Brad had been staying with us, Cathy had done even more cooking than Hannah. So I wasn’t surprised when Cathy was the one who answered George’s question. Dropping her boxes on the floor, she took a look around.

Brad, why don’t you help the girls load sandwiches in these boxes? Aunt Hannah and I will pack up the cakes and quiches we made this morning, Cathy said. She nodded at a dozen quiches and chocolate cakes that covered the kitchen table. I’m sure everyone will appreciate a tasty meal after all they’ve been through.

You make it sound like the floods have only been hard for other people. You and Brad lost your house too, Bess said, bending to place veggie wraps in one of the boxes. "And your business."

I saw a sad gleam in Cathy’s eyes. "It figures the floods would hit right after I redid the kitchen so I could handle more catering jobs. I never imagined the whole house would collapse like it did. Brad and I didn’t take anything but some clothes when we left, she said. Now it’s all gone. Brad’s baby pictures . . . everything."

I wasn’t sure what to say. But then Cathy smiled and said, "We’re just lucky to know people like you and your dad, Nancy. I don’t know where Brad and I would be if you hadn’t insisted that we stay here. And Mrs. Mahoney has me delivering meals to flood

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