A Crisis
It was late in the afternoon when Nancy Drew reached River Heights after her unsuccessful trip to Winchester.
Finding her roadster where she had parked it in front of the grocery, she drove directly to her father’s office, for she was eager to tell him everything she had learned. As the door to the inner office was open, she walked in without being announced.
“Hello, Nancy,” Mr. Drew greeted her. “I’m mighty glad you dropped in. I’ve been trying to get you all afternoon. Mrs. Carter said she thought you had gone to Dockville.”
“I did intend to go there, but something else came up. Did you want to see me about anything special?”
“Yes. I’ve been called out of town unexpectedly. It’s about that Merrill case and I’m afraid I can’t put it off. I should get back tomorrow afternoon at the latest.”
“When does your train leave?”
“Six forty-five.”
“That doesn’t give you much time.”
“No, but my bag is packed. I have it here and now that I’ve seen you I’ll leave directly from the office. I’m sorry to run off when you’re in such a mix-up about that Willoughby case.”