The Shadow 205 by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

STEPPING over the two prone figures, The Shadow entered the kitchen. He was beginning a more formidable task; that of stalking Matt Felson. Here, new skill was required; quick changes of position that would escape Matt’s ever-shifting eyes.

Equipped with the lantern, Matt could sight objects at close range. What The Shadow awaited was the right moment for a long, sudden lunge.

Once the chance came, the rest would be easy. For the lantern burdened Matt’s right hand, and the bundle of stolen bank money required his left, which was clamping it beneath his arm.

A strange duel was in the making: one that Matt did not suspect, though passing seconds would soon acquaint him with the fact that something was amiss.

“Hey, Prexy!”

The low, raspy call should have been Matt’s last, for he was moving straight toward the spot where The Shadow lurked and Matt was wide open for a sudden lunge. The thing that saved Matt was the sudden clatter of the outside door, followed by a hasty “Psst!” from Bogo.

Matt wheeled about, spoiling The Shadow’s lunge. More than that, the wide sweep of the lantern forced The Shadow into a rapid reverse spin, off toward the room where Touch and Prexy lay. Having accomplished so much by stealth, The Shadow planned to continue the system. But circumstance had brought an end to the ghostly game.

As Matt reached the door, Bogo hurried him out. Following to the doorway, The Shadow saw the lantern bobbing into the barn; caught a glimpse of two other figures. All four were gone before The Shadow could take aim. The Shadow knew that the lookouts must have spotted members of the approaching posse.

The crooks had entered the barn through a small door. By the time The Shadow reached it, he heard a roar, as a car went rattling out through the main door on the other side.

Too late to catch a ride on the back of the vanishing sedan, The Shadow blinked a flashlight with one hand, raised a gun with the other, prepared to give a double signal that would bring in the fighting farmers.

His finger halted on its trigger, as the glint of the flashlight was reflected by the shiny sides of a large limousine. Springing to the car, The Shadow found what he expected. The ignition keys were in the lock, where they would naturally be kept by men constantly considering the necessity of an emergency flight.

The mobster-manned sedan had gained an ample start. The grass-covered driveway from the old barn led to a road through the woods. Headlights glaring, Bogo was slashing the car along the pair of ruts, and the curving course, sheltered by trees, kept the crooks beyond The Shadow’s immediate reach.

By the time the car was speeding down the hillside, opposition was in sight. In deploying his men, Tharbel had used the road as the main stem from which they branched.

The roar of the fugitive car, the glitter of its lights, told farmers that a flight had begun; and they rallied to halt it.

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