Shadow 117 - Vengeance Is Mine 01-01-37, The by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant [Grant, Maxwell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Street and Smith
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

DARRIER recognized the name; Cardona was the investigator who was handling recent explosion cases. There was no doubt as to his identity. Darrier was pleased.

“You are the very man I wanted to meet,” he told Cardona. “I was just calling headquarters in the hope that you would be there. But how” - Darrier’s pointed face showed puzzlement - “how did you manage to get here so quickly?”

Cardona smiled wisely; then gave the explanation.

“You left a trail a mile wide,” he informed. “A police boat was on the job when the Jersey Highlands docked; but you drove away before you could be stopped. The mate knew who you were; he said a truck had blown up right alongside your car. I received an immediate report at headquarters. I left the job of telephoning to someone else, so I could come straight up here.”

Darrier was relieved by the news about the telephone call. He remembered that the bell had rung intermittently, as though different persons had tried to get him on the wire; but he decided that someone at headquarters had made repeated efforts to get an answer.

“I’ll get straight to business, Mr. Darrier,” began Cardona, briskly. “I’ve got a hunch that you can help me -“

Darrier waved his hand in interruption. Manuel was standing at the door. Darrier ordered the Filipino out into the reception room; told him to close the door between. Manuel obeyed.

“I’m after a murderer,” announced Cardona. “Here’s his picture.” Joe produced a reproduction of the police composograph. “Did you ever see this man before, Mr. Darrier?”

“No,” returned Darrier. “At least, not close enough to observe his face.”

“What about the fellow who drove that dynamite truck on board the ferryboat?”

“I did not see him.”

“He was fighting in the front seat of the truck -“

“It was too dark to see him. Nor do I know where he went afterward. My one hope is that he went into the river with the truck.”

“He didn’t.” Cardona shook his head grimly. “He made a get-away in a roadster. The patrol cars were still chasing him, the last I knew. Looks like he brought the truck aboard, then didn’t have time to get off the boat before it started. He had to sink the truck, because he’d started a fuse to blow the dynamite. He was desperate.”

Cardona was eying Darrier, trying to impress the bird-faced man. Darrier was becoming nervous. Cardona decided it was time to grill him.

“That killer blasted George Zanwood clear out of the Cobalt Club,” reminded Cardona, gruffly. “He blew up Dudley Mook and the hotel corridor with him. He was set to wipe out somebody on that ferry, along with the whole front half of the boat. The man he was after was you, Mr. Darrier!”

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