''Exactly," agreed Callie. ''And it has my uncle's mark all over it. A perfect compromise that makes everyone happy." "Everyone except Bo Johnson," Frank pointed out. "Right." Callie leaned forward between the two front seats. "Johnson obviously got hold of a copy of the plan somehow—" "Freddy Zackarias," Joe said quickly. "He was fired for going through Owens's office, and today we saw him hanging around Johnson's mill." "Johnson must have realized that if Owens won that contract, he would be forced out of business," Frank interjected. "He couldn't let that happen and he killed Owens." "It's more likely that he paid Collins to do the actual dirty work for him, though. Where to now?" Joe asked. "The Crosscut Guardian's offices," Frank said. "We need proof. I'd like to make prints THE HARDY BOYS CA5EFILES from the photos I took near the bulldozer yesterday and compare them with the prints from around Buster's truck." "Step on it, Frank," CaUie said.
