Six Men of Evil by Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson

Author:Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson [Grant, Maxwell & Gibson, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage, Fiction, Thrillers
ISBN: 9781932806823
Amazon: 1932806822
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1933-02-15T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XII. GUNS IN THE DARK

"I THOUGHT Charley Kistelle had taken the bump," explained Boots Marcus to The Shadow. "Then all of a sudden he calls me up, pretty near a year ago. I knows his voice when I hears it. He wants to see me. I had this place then, an' I told him to meet me here.

"When he comes, he taps on the door an' says hello. I knows his voice again, see? But when he walks in, it ain't Charley Kistelle! At least I didn't think it was.

"When I seen Charley before he went away, he was a guy with a good-lookin' mug. But this wasn't the Charley that I'd used to how. He has a round, moony face, an' he's grinnin' like a monkey.

"When I asks what's happened to him, he just keeps on grinnin'. Says he's fixed himself so's nobody can figure who he is. Says he's goin' around to square things even with some guys he don't like. He wants me to help him out. That's when he tells me about the office an' gives me a key to the place. All I had to do was go up there an' pick up the mail."

Boots Marcus paused to stare directly at The Shadow. The gang leader was using every effort to convince the blackclad master that he was telling the whole truth.

"Charley didn't say nothin' about you bein' on his trail," continued Boots. "He just asks me to help him out by sendin' him any letters that come in. He says to use the name Craig Kimble, which was enough like his own moniker so's I could remember it easy, without any chance of it givin' him away.

"He never writes nothin' - just sends post cards showin' the picture of the hotel where he's stoppin' at the time. You picked up the last one. That's all there is to it."

"Except the letters," declared The Shadow.

"Yeah," agreed the gangster quickly. "There was some letters like the one that come in today. I never opened none of 'em; just put 'em in the new envelopes an' sent 'em on to Charley. I don't know what he wanted 'em for."

"How many letters have you forwarded to Kistelle?" inquired The Shadow coldly.

"Just a few of 'em," began Boots. Then, as he saw The Shadow's piercing eyes, he added: "Let's see. There was one - two - three - this one was number four since Charley went away. You see, he was around here a lot of the time. It was pretty near three weeks ago he started out the last time. Before that, he'd go away once in a while, an' just send me post cards. There weren't any letters before these begin to come."

"Where were the letters from?"

Boots acted as though he wanted to evade The Shadow's question. The gang leader resented the domination which was being exerted over him. He was on the point of pretending that he could not recall any more concerning the letters; but he suddenly changed his mind.

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