Monster Attack! F
aster!” Frank Hardy shouted.
His brother, Joe, bent over the handlebars of his bike, pumping as hard as he could after Frank. Their bikes flew up a hill and jumped off the far side, landing on the dirt trail below.
“He’s coming!” Iola Morton shrieked, glancing over her shoulder. She was riding her bike beside Frank’s.
“We have to get away!” their other friend, Phil Cohen, yelled from his bike.
“Go! Go!” Joe urged.
All four of them sped around a curve in the trail. They were deep in the woods behind Bayport...