Nobody's Business by Carolyn Keene

eyes. Or was that just a cover for what he wasreally afraid of—that Nancy had caught the person who was trying to scare Andrew off the renovation.
    â€œActually,” Nancy said evenly, “I’m not interested in your dance mixes. I’m more curious about your sound effects.”
    â€œSame difference,” Blaster said. “I spent a lot of time putting those together. I don’t want anybody else to get their hands on them.”
    Nancy took the “Haunted House” tape out of the player and showed it to Blaster. “We know that someone is trying to scare us away from the place, and twice now we’ve heard ghostly noises inside the inn,” she said. “If these tapes match the sounds we’ve heard, you’re going to look guilty. If they don’t, it will help clear you.”
    â€œI don’t need to be cleared!” Blaster shouted. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”
    â€œThen prove it,” Ned challenged him. “Let us listen to the tape.”
    Master Blaster stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket. “Fine,” he said hotly. “I’ve got nothing to hide. Go ahead and play it.”
    Nancy once more loaded the “Haunted House” tape into her player. Her heart started to beat faster as she pressed the Play button.
    â€œAaaaaaaaaaagh!” The tormented cry filled Nancy’s car, giving Nancy a creepy feeling. The wails sounded just like the ones they’d all heard the first day at the inn.
    â€œSound familiar, Ned?” Nancy asked.
    â€œVery,” he replied, nodding.
    Master Blaster’s face turned bright red. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said.
    Nancy pressed the Stop button and faced the deejay squarely. “Where were you last night, around ten o’clock?” she asked.
    â€œWhat difference does it make?” Blaster demanded.
    â€œBecause that’s when we heard some of these sound effects,” she answered. “Right before a white sheet came flying off the balcony in the ballroom, rigged to look like a ghost.”
    Blaster looked from Nancy to Ned, then started to laugh. “Give me a break,” he scoffed. “Who’d pull a stupid trick like that?”
    â€œDon’t pretend you don’t remember,” Ned said. “You must have set it up yourself, right after you turned on the stereo.”
    The deejay held up his hands defensively. “Look, man, I wasn’t anywhere near the inn last night!”
    â€œThat’s funny, because your tapes were,” Nancy shot back.
    â€œWell, someone must have borrowed them, like you just tried to,” Blaster contended. “They could have made copies and put the originals back when I wasn’t looking.”
    He was putting on a good show of innocence, Nancy had to admit. But that didn’t change thefact that he’d acted suspiciously after some of the accidents. Pressing the Eject button, she put the tape in its box and gave it to Blaster.
    â€œWhy are you so determined to blame me for something I didn’t do?” Blaster demanded, taking the cassette. “I know you’ve been talking to my grandmother. Well, I’m warning you now. Stay away from her!”
    Ned leaned across Nancy to say, “What are you so afraid of, Blaster? That we’ll find out the truth about you? Like the fact that you used to go out with Julie Ross?”
    Blaster hesitated, then said angrily, “My personal life is none of your business.”
    â€œIt is when it could explain all the trouble going on here,” Nancy said. “Maybe you’re jealous of Andrew because he took Julie away from you. Sabotaging his renovation project would be a good way of getting back at him.”
    Blaster gaped at her. “Why would I want to do that?” he demanded. “Andrew promised me I can be the deejay at the dance club here when the inn opens. It’s not