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The Phantom of Nantucket [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Juvenile Fiction)
  • Author:  Keene, Carolyn
  • Author:  Keene, Carolyn
  • ISBN-10:  1481400150
  • ISBN-10:  1481400150
  • ISBN-13:  9781481400152
  • ISBN-13:  9781481400152
  • Publisher:  Aladdin
  • Publisher:  Aladdin
  • Pages:  192
  • Pages:  192
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2014
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2014
  • SKU:  1481400150-11-MING
  • SKU:  1481400150-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100130984
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A dream trip to Nantucket turns into a nightmare in this seventh book of the Nancy Drew Diaries, a fresh approach to a classic series.

Nancy, Bess, and George can't wait to start their trip to Nantucket. The three girls are there to visit Bess’s family friend Jenna and go to the opening of an exhibit at the local whaling museum. Jenna’s been working on the exhibit for months, but when the girls get to the museum, a threatening banner has replaced the welcome sign.

Nancy’s got plenty of potential suspects, but she’s worried she won’t be able to solve the case in time to save the opening. And as the threats increase in severity, she becomes more concerned about Jenna’s safety than the ruined exhibit. Can Nancy find the culprit in time?The Phantom of Nantucket

CHAPTER ONE



Ahoy!

“LAND HO!” MY FRIEND GEORGE CALLED, waking me from my nap.

It took me a second to recall where I was, but I grinned as soon as I remembered. I was on a ferryboat headed toward Nantucket Island for a Labor Day weekend of beaches, ice cream, and museums. It had been a busy summer of work and family obligations, and I was looking forward to some time off before the fall.

I sat up straight and looked at where George was pointing. Through the fog, I could just make out the edge of the shoreline and a lighthouse standing tall above the rocks. Painted in bright red-and-white stripes with a glass top that allowed the light to shine through, warning arriving boats of the rocks, it looked exactly how I had hoped it would.

“It’s just like a postcard!” I exclaimed.

A voice boomed over the PA system, “We will be docking at the Nantucket Ferry Terminal in approximately twenty minutes. Please take thl.

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