The Shadow 226 The Blur by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant [Grant, Maxwell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1941-06-30T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XI. TERRY CHANGES SIDES

MARGO LANE was getting acquainted with Terry Radnor. Rather a difficult process, traveling at sixty miles an hour along Long Island highways, with tricky stops required at many turns. But Terry was making it easy.

Letting Margo guide the car and keep check on the elusive tail light that they trailed, Terry was putting his case in straightforward terms. He was playing the hunch that Margo was working for The Shadow, not the Blur.

It wasn’t likely that a girl like Margo would belong to the Blur’s organization. Besides, she hadn’t been in a hurry to make a getaway when Terry popped into her car. Finally Terry was losing nothing by telling his story. If Margo did not trust him, or tried to trick him, he still had Albert’s empty, but efficient-looking, gun as a persuader in his favor.

Terry had made a quicker impression than he hoped. The reason was the preamble to his story. He admitted that he had been mixed up in the mess at the Century Casino, because he made a visit to Tex’s office.

Since Margo had witnessed that incident, in part, but was quite sure Terry didn’t know it, she naturally gave credence to his story. The rest, as Terry unfolded it, was quite in keeping with the beginning. Most convincing was Terry’s mention of names, those of three men, any of whom, in his opinion, might be the Blur.

“In a way, it doesn’t matter much,” concluded Terry. “I’ve got it in for all of them. Not just because they’re crooks; I could be impersonal on that point. But they tried to double-cross me tonight!”

Margo couldn’t help but laugh.

“It seems to me,” she said, “that you tried to double-cross them.”

She was slackening speed for a turn, and managed a side glimpse at Terry’s face. He gave a sheepish grin, then set his jaw firmly.

“I’ll stick to my viewpoint,” he decided. “I don’t know who’s in that car ahead but I’ll bet that one of the three ‘guess-who’ chaps is there. Dunvin, Marne or Callew - any one of them will do, and the more the better.”

Margo gave another glance, this time toward the revolver that Terry had.

“Sure you’ve got enough cartridges in that gun?”

Turning her gaze ahead as she spoke, Margo pressed the accelerator to the floor and raced along a straight-away in pursuit of the vanishing tail light. With another grin, Terry juggled the revolver and dropped it in his pocket.

“No cartridges at all,” he confessed. “Albert used the lot. You might as well know.”

“I’m glad you told me,” returned Margo. “I’ll keep it in mind, when we catch up with those people.”

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