she read the number—P-619-10. “Dad’s car!” she whispered. “He’s been hurt!” CHAPTER 6 FRONT PAGE NEWS CHAPTER 6 Never in her life had Penny been more frightened. Breaking away from the group of people at the curb, she ran to the parked ambulance. A glance into the interior assured her that Mr. Parker had not been placed inside on a stretcher. “Where is he?” she asked wildly. “Where’s my father?” A white-garbed ambulance attendant turned to stare at her. “That’s my father’s car!” Penny cried, pointing to the battered sedan. “Tell me, was he badly hurt?” The attendant tried to be kind. “We don’t know, Miss. Someone put in a call for us. Said we were to pick up an injured man. Evidently he was taken to a hospital before we could get here.” “That’s what happened,” contributed a small boy who stood close by. “A woman drove by in an auto. She offered to take the man to the hospital and he went with her.” “A tall, lean man in a gray suit?” Penny asked quickly. “Yes. He had a leather case in his hand.” “Then it was my father!” Penny cried. “How badly was he hurt?” “Oh, he could walk all right,” the boy replied. “He seemed kinda dazed though.” Greatly relieved to learn that her father had escaped serious injury, Penny sought more information. The boy who had witnessed the accident, told her that the car which had caused the smash-up, was a blue sedan. “Two men were in it,” he revealed. “They started to go around your father’s car and crowded him toward the curb. Next thing I saw, he’d plowed into the lamp post.” “The other car didn’t stop?” “I’ll say it didn’t!