Kenneth Robeson - The Avenger 11 by River of Ice

Author:River of Ice
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-02-20T15:09:48+00:00

Chapter X

Death’s Hammer

The Avenger and his aids were all in the great room on the top floor of their Bleek Street headquarters. Smitty was tinkering with Josh’s little radio. These tiny radios were rather marvelous things. Run on tiny but powerful batteries, they were encased in small metal containers curved to fit the waist and hardly larger than cigar cases. They would transmit as well as receive and had a range up to forty miles. Benson and each of his helpers always wore one strapped to his belt; and they had saved the little crew a lot of grief.

Since the radios were Smitty’s own invention, he found the bug in Josh’s pretty quickly and fixed it. “There, Josh. Bet you ate so many maple-nut sundaes that you bulged in the meal case and loosened the connection,” said Smitty, handing back the tiny radio.

Josh grinned. The lanky Negro’s consuming passion was sticky maple-nut sundaes. He had been known to eat six of them at a sitting; and four or five were nothing at all.

“Ye’ll be breakin’ me up in business, Josh,” said Mac solemnly, “if ye keep on lappin’ up the sundaes in my drugstore during yer spare time.”

The drugstore had been bought by Benson and turned over to MacMurdie. It was an ordinary drugstore in front; but in the rear it was highly extraordinary. Back there, Smitty had a long bench at which he worked on his electrical inventions, and Mac had an equally long table where he concocted drugs that so often turned out to be revolutionary in the world of medicine?and of crime fighting.

The Avenger sat at a teak desk near a rear window, with late sun slanting in on his white, thick hair through what seemed ordinary Venetian blinds. Only instead of being wood, the slats of the blinds were made of nickel-steel, set in the masonry at a forty-five degree angle to admit light but deflect bullets.

Nellie Gray looked at the chief, as they all called him. Benson was staring at the desk top with eyes as cold and still as his face. Nellie knew that look. He was driving through mystery and evasions on a path half of chill logic and half of an almost feminine intuition. He stared suddenly at the group. “Mac. Josh.”

The Scot with the big ears and feet and the sleepy looking Negro went to the desk. “I think we’d better locate the caves where Lini Waller and her brother found the ancient relics,” Benson said calmly to Mac. “You and Josh had better hop out there and look around. There has been no word from her brother since that last message we caught on their wave length about his having had ‘a little trouble’ but that ‘everything is all right now.’ “

Mac gasped. “D’ye think we can find the cave, Muster Benson? The girrrl has made it her chief business to keep the secret of that location, ever since coming to New York. She didn’t tell even the men who are to give her two and a half million dollars for the stuff in the caves.

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