Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 309 by Maxwel l Grant

Author:Maxwel,l Grant
Language: eng
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IN the car, Bonds looked up from his watch. It was 12:40. He had been told to take the 12:45 train for New York, and that order had come from one who had to be obeyed. If he hurried, he’d just make it.

It was then, his mind full of plans, that he saw the bottle. He instantly identified it. A Molotov cocktail. The havoc they had wreaked against tanks in guerilla warfare! A bottle of gasoline with a fuse... thrown into the hot insides of a tank—

But this was heading for the motor of his car! It would explode once it hit, that was certain—and there was nothing he could do about it!

Seemingly, there was nothing anyone could do. But the dark figure of The Shadow, eyes even with the edge of the areaway that hid him, had known what was coming and he had been prepared. For as the bottle neared the hot radiator of the speeding car, The Shadow snapped a shot at it.

His gun barked, and almost simultaneously, the menace of the impromptu bomb was gone

Bonds watched incredulously as the bottle exploded into flaming fury. Some licking flames stretched fingers at the radiator, but not enough to cause the engine to explode. What Bonds could not figure out was why the bomb had exploded too soon. He could still see the fuse; it had been blown to one side, harmlessly, just as had the fragments of the bottle.

But all danger was not gone, he knew that. Even in the midst of the battle, he spared a second for a glance at his watch. He could still make it, if he could get by the car that had been responsible for the bottle. The car had circled around and was coming up from the rear.

And then suddenly, as though he had been possessed of a guardian angel, that menace too was gone. He could see the men in the other car, could see the guns that were raised ready to rake him like a pirate ship of old passing a victim... and then, the car skidded, the wheels slowed, for a rear tire had blown out.

Bonds’ car drove on. He had to hurry if he was to catch that train. He’d be back in Skillton in time to take care of getting Raoll. That he was sure.

In the shade of the areaway, The Shadow grinned. His second shot had been the one that had made Raoll’s car hors de combat . He put his gun back under cover of his cloak.

The street, shattered shards of glass the only reminder of what had so quickly come and gone, was quiet. Raoll’s car had limped away with the rubber in the back tire flapping.

Up the street, Harry Vincent looked around. Surely his boss had put a finger in this pie. But where was he? A little way down the street he saw Hawkeye. He made an imperceptible gesture to which Harry nodded in agreement. By all means it was time to quit this street.

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