Dead Men Live by Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson

Author:Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson [Grant, Maxwell & Gibson, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage, Fiction, Thrillers
ISBN: 9781608770281
Amazon: B003QRB3T6
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1932-11-15T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XIII. THE SHADOW'S FLIGHT

GLADE TREMONT was in The Shadow's power. Until now, the man of the dark had played a waiting game, never once revealing his hand. From the start, he had realized that he was dealing with a new game of crime.

He had divined that all the evidence against the crooks was hanging by a single thread - ready to be dropped into oblivion. Released of their burden, Tremont, Savette, and Orlinov would be beyond the law.

Now, thrusting from the dark, The Shadow had checkmated the first of the terrible three. He was master of the situation. As Glade Tremont, he might deceive the lawyer's crafty confederates. But to do this, he must leave this house.

Divested of his cloak and hat, The Shadow could easily pass Biff Towley at the outer gate. But he must first eliminate Glade Tremont.

That was why the lawyer cringed with fear. He did not expect The Shadow to fire a shot - such might be interpreted as a signal by the men outside. But the lawyer did expect to die by The Shadow's hand.

A blow from that heavy automatic - a thrust with an unseen knife - powerful fingers clutching at his throat - these were the harrowing thoughts that entered the cowed lawyer's mind.

The Shadow, however did the unexpected. Calmly, he drew his cloak about his shoulders. His slouch hat once more covered his features. The false visage of Glade Tremont was concealed from view

What was The Shadow's purpose?

Gradually, it dawned upon Tremont that the man in black intended to take him from this place. The wisdom of such a course was apparent. A dead body, hastily concealed, might be discovered, particularly if Biff and his henchmen entered the house for any reason at all. Furthermore - the thought brought a faint hope to Tremont - The Shadow might have a use for his captive.

That was it! Tremont's wavering pulse beats quickened. The Shadow would take him away - off to some hidden lair, to hold him there a hostage as Cliff Marsland was held at Orlinov's. The checkmate would be stalemate. Neither side could move.

Tremont did not relish the situation; at the same time, he realized that the plans of his associates would go on, uninterrupted.

Tremont was none too sure of Savette and Orlinov. Crooklike, he, himself would have been willing to sacrifice a companion for his own good. He fancied that Savette and Orlinov would do the same.

What if The Shadow should kill Glade Tremont? They would retain the upper hand. Tremont cursed himself for his folly in coming here.

THE SHADOW'S automatic seemed to beckon. Weakly, Tremont arose and moved in response to the command. The black-gloved hand that held the automatic was close to Tremont's body. The barrel of the gun was against the lawyer's ribs.

Tremont trembled as he sensed the touch of the metal. Quivering, he walked from the room, crouching low at The Shadow's whispered order.

Well did Tremont know the repute of The Shadow. He knew that the mighty hand would not falter in the face of danger.

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