Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 028 by Maxwel l Grant

Author:Maxwel,l Grant
Language: eng
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CHAPTER XII. THE ALLIANCE

“MR. BOSWICK?”

A prompt reply came to Harry's question.

“Yes,” said a voice through the door. “What do you want?”

“I have an important message for you.”

A key turned. The door opened. Carter Boswick faced Harry Vincent in the dim light of the hall. Carter was fully dressed, except for coat and vest. He had evidently been taking a short nap. Harry was pleased at this sign of vigilance.

“My name is Vincent,” Harry explained. “I must talk with you. My room is down the hall—222—and it would be wise to go there.”

Suspicion showed in Carter Boswick's eyes. Suspicion faded. Harry's countenance was one that showed complete frankness. Carter realized that this unexpected visit must mean that trouble threatened. Harry looked like a friend.

Nodding his willingness to accompany the man who had come for him, Carter Boswick picked up his coat and vest from a chair beside the bed. Harry Vincent pointed to the other articles that could be seen from the hall—hat, overcoat, and two unpacked suitcases. He picked up the luggage while Carter took the hat and coat.

“Hurry along,” whispered Harry tensely. For the first time, The Shadow's agent was beginning to realize the amount of time that had been consumed.

Harry preceded Carter along the hall. He noted the door of Room 215 as he passed. He turned to see if his companion was following him. Carter was some fifteen feet behind, just nearing the door of Stacks Lodi's room.

Instantly, Harry discovered an impending menace. During the moment that Harry had passed, the door had opened, unobserved by Carter, who was not watching it. The door had swung inward, and Harry could see the figure of a man crouching just within the darkness.

“Look out!” Harry blurted the warning as the crouching man leaped forward.

Swift action followed. Carter Boswick turned just in time to encounter the attacker. The man's uplifted arm was descending. The striking hand held a blackjack. With an instinctive defense, Carter struck the blow aside, and planted his fist against the side of the fellow's head.

Harry, dropping the suitcases, had simultaneously sprung to the rescue. He arrived just as the attacker tumbled to the floor. He grabbed Carter Boswick's arm, in a quick effort to draw his companion from the danger zone.

It was then that Carter blundered!

Forgetting that Harry had given the warning, he thought that he had been led into a trap. He took Harry's present act as an indication of treachery. With an angry cry, he hurled himself upon the man who had befriended him.

AS the two young men struggled, the fellow with the blackjack came to his feet. It was Scully, Stacks Lodi's assistant.

There was no need for silence now. With snarling lips, Scully sounded the cry for a general attack.

Three men, armed with gleaming revolvers, pounced forth from Room 215. Scully, backed against the wall, clutched his blackjack and gave the order for murder.

“Get both of them!” was his snarl. “One is the guy we want. Bump the other one, too!”

These words came just as Harry Vincent managed to wrest himself free from Carter Boswick's grasp.

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