The Death Sleep by Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson

Author:Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson [Grant, Maxwell & Gibson, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage, Fiction, Thrillers
ISBN: 9781608771011
Amazon: 1608771016
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1934-10-15T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XII. THE BIG SHOT PLANS

ONE hour after the fray at the house on Long Island, Spud Claxter arrived at Wolf Barlan's apartment. Spud's face was glum. When Wolf received him in the lighted living room, he knew at once that disaster had been encountered.

"Well?" snarled the big shot. "Did you fliv the job? What happened out at Currian's?"

"They got the swag," returned Spud. "Skeet and Zug - the two guys with them - knocked out Currian and the others who were in the house. What happened after that was the trouble."

"Let's hear it," growled Wolf.

"Well," reported Spud, "there was a lucky break to begin with, Skeet must have got the glim before I showed up with the outside crew. Any way, he and the bunch were in before we got there."

"Skeet got the signal all right," acknowledged Wolf. "I told you I had a good guy planted in there. It don't hurt if you know his name now. His part of the job is done. It was Tully Newel, working in Currian's as a servant. He scrammed as soon as he flashed the glim. Gave me a call and hopped a rattler to Buffalo. Well - that's that. Go on with your story."

"We covered the house," related Spud. "Seen the inside crew come out. Then somebody fires a shot alongside the house. Wings one of the bunch with Skeet. That started us."

"It ought to have. What did you do? Close in?"

"Yeah. We knew the guy was by the house. We was out to get him, Wolf. Then all of a sudden we hear a laugh. Handed me the shivers, that laugh did. Somebody spots the front porch with a flashlight - and there he was."

"Who?"

"The Shadow."

Wolf Barlan had paused to pluck a cigarette from the box on the table. His fingers relaxed when he heard Spud's statement. The cigarette struck the table and bounced to the floor.

"The Shadow!" exclaimed Wolf.

"Big as life," responded Spud. "Up on the stone rail of the porch, giving us the ha-ha."

"And I suppose you dummies took it on the lam, eh?"

"No. That's where we made our big mistake. Those gorillas I picked wouldn't run from nobody. They began to open up with their smoke-wagons. The Shadow did a nose dive."

"Clipped him!"

"That's what they thought" - Spud's tone was rueful - "until they barged in on that porch. Then the boys got theirs. The Shadow had pulled a stall - that was his trick. Up he comes and gives the outfit the works."

"Yeah?" barked Wolf. "What was the mob doing? Standing by and giving him a college cheer? Where was their gats? Did they throw them away?"

"They used their rods," retorted Spud. "But they couldn't do no more than knock off hunks of rock from that porch wall. The Shadow was behind it, picking off every gazebo that fired at him. I saw what was happening. I ducked around the house with a gorilla named Luke Gonrey. Tried to plug The Shadow from in back. Luke took a pot shot at him and missed.

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