Lingo by Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson

Author:Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson [Grant, Maxwell & Gibson, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage, Fiction, Thrillers
ISBN: 9781934943199
Amazon: 1934943193
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1935-04-15T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XIII. UNDER COVER

A FEW days had passed. Crime lay latent in New York. The underworld had not yet adjusted itself to the regime of Lingo Queed. Alliances were being made; lieutenants were strengthening their forces.

Rook Hollister had counted upon such a lull. He had believed that The Shadow would make use of it to implant workers more firmly in the ranks of underworld groups. This would prove of advantage later, when spies passed reports through Buzz Dongarth.

The Shadow, unknown to Rook, was crossing the dope. His agents were busy; but in a manner that would leave Rook guessing. For The Shadow, recognizing the hidden big shot's scheme, had withdrawn his aids from all activities that might betray their identity.

Moreover, he had put them on a task which might prove damaging to Rook's own position. To a man, The Shadow's agents were engaged in a hunt for the big shot himself. This course was as safe as it was crafty, since Rook dwelt in ignorance of the fact that The Shadow knew him to be alive.

Clyde Burke, enterprising reporter on the staff of the Classic, had gained a vacation. He was using it in and about Manhattan, strolling into mobster hangouts, visiting the water fronts, cruising everywhere in free-lance journalistic fashion. Always with one purpose: to listen for any mention of Rook Hollister.

Harry Vincent, a keen-cut chap who had long served The Shadow, was watching lobbies of the large hotels, always on the lookout for any one who might resemble Rook. Harry was also ready for special orders.

Aiding in the search through the better districts of Manhattan was a shrewd-faced cab driver who was prepared to recognize Rook on sight. This was Moe Shrevnitz, an independent taxi man whose cab was actually owned by The Shadow. Moe was a clever hand in searches of this sort.

In the underworld, a stalwart agent was on the lookout. This was Cliff Marsland, who ranked as ace of The Shadow's sharp-shooters. Cliff was to be off the firing line. The Shadow had another plan for dealing with crime when it arose. Cliff, like the other agents, was trying to spot Rook Hollister.

ONE alone had gained a unique duty. This was Hawkeye, the little trailer who had so often shown his worth. Hawkeye had been delegated to the special task of implanting himself in the select group of thugs who constituted the court of the new king, Lingo Queed.

Hawkeye's duty, however, was leading to the same goal that the other agents were seeking. The Shadow had recognized that Rook Hollister would find it profitable to keep tabs on Lingo Queed. Among Lingo's associates would be one who would know that Rook still lived. That individual discovered, Hawkeye would be useful in trailing him.

It was later afternoon. Hawkeye was shuffling along an East Side street, toward an old apartment building. It was on the fourth floor of that structure that Lingo Queed had established headquarters. Unlike Rook, Lingo had no penchant for luxury.

Hawkeye felt qualms as he approached his destination.

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