Jibaro Death by Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson

Author:Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson [Grant, Maxwell & Gibson, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage, Fiction, Thrillers
ISBN: 9781934943045
Amazon: 1934943045
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1936-09-15T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XI. ZENJORA'S MESSAGE

CARDELL used discretion in his trip back to Manhattan. He was operating a stolen car. Since he had but recently arrived in New York, he had no driver's license. He was carrying a pair of odd companions and knew that the Jibaros would arouse suspicion on the part of any inquisitive New Jersey State police.

Hence he not only traveled at a moderate speed; he also chose a secondary highway. Instead of driving for the Holland Tunnel or the George Washington Bridge, he headed for a Hoboken ferry slip. These precautions suited The Shadow. They passed few cars; when they neared towns, they went through dim side streets.

The arrival at the ferry slip was also helpful. It was considerably after midnight; there was no boat in the slip. Cardell was forced to wait until a ferry arrived. He parked his car in an obscure corner of the ferry building and alighted to take a stroll, leaving the head-hunters huddled in the interior of the coupe.

The Shadow was gone from the rear of the car before Cardell stepped from the front. Moving into a darkened waiting room, The Shadow came to a telephone booth. He put in a call to Burbank; then waited in the booth until the ferry arrived. The boat was poorly lighted, for it carried vehicles only. The Shadow easily glided aboard after Cardell had driven the coupe on the boat.

When the ferry reached Manhattan, The Shadow again gave Cardell leeway. There was no need for haste. Outside the ferry slip, The Shadow found a parked cab that Cardell had not noticed. It was Moe's taxi, sent here by Burbank. The Shadow entered the cab, ordered his driver to follow the coupe.

It became apparent that Cardell was not going to Zenjora's headquarters. The Shadow had already credited Zenjora with having chosen some sumptuous apartment as his New York residence. Cardell was not driving toward an apartment house district. Instead, he picked a dingy section of the East Side.

The coupe stopped in a street that was scarcely more than an alleyway. Moe was wise enough to halt at the near corner, where he turned off his lights. Peering along the street, The Shadow saw two hunchy figures sneak from the coupe into a house. The car started ahead. Cardell had dropped the head-hunters; he evidently intended to leave Lynn's car somewhere and then come back.

STATIONING Moe, The Shadow left the cab and crept through foggy darkness. Mist was changing into drizzle; the street lamps were too dim to reveal The Shadow as they had the headhunters. Finding the house where the Jibaros had entered, The Shadow circled the block and came along a rear street.

Looking upward, The Shadow discerned a light in a third-story window, a glow that trickled through a shabby window shade. There was no fire escape; but the wall was jagged and offered simple ascent for The Shadow. Like a human fly, he crept upward in the darkness. His course became snail-like as he neared the window.

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