The Shadow 102 The City of Doom by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant [Grant, Maxwell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1936-04-30T22:03:12+00:00

“That’s enough, Wishart. The packages were large ones, I suppose?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then they explain why you brought the limousine.”

There were a few minutes of silence; then Chadron turned to The Shadow.

“This limousine is a white elephant,” declared the mill owner. “I purchased it a year ago and brought it out to my estate from New York. The car is too large and unwieldy for the roads in this section of the country. It broke a spring the first day we started into Hampstead.

“Then there was trouble with the generator. I scarcely used the car for six months. Soon after Wishart became my chauffeur, the car broke a rear axle. That was being repaired when I went away on my vacation.”

“The car was repaired in Hampstead?”

The Shadow spoke the question casually. Watching Wishart, he saw that the query had no effect on the chauffeur.

“No,” replied Chadron; “we sent the car over to Newburg, some miles from here. There is a better mechanic there. By the way, Wishart, when was the job completed?”

“Only this morning, Mr. Chadron.” replied the chauffeur. “The car was brought over from Newburg.”

The Shadow knew that the chauffeur’s statement was incorrect. Yesterday, the limousine had been used by Doctor Mocquino in Hampstead. In fact, The Shadow had reason to believe that it was in this very car that the Voodoo Master had made his rapid departure from the city of doom.

The repair job had certainly been completed some time ago; early enough for Harry Vincent to spot the limousine while it was in Mocquino’s service. At that time, the car had been bearing the false license plates, as it had last night. Moreover, The Shadow was positive that Wishart had been Mocquino’s chauffeur.

Wishart had lied. The question was whether or not the chauffeur’s falsehood was intentional. There was a chance that Wishart - like other persons - had been a victim of Mocquino’s hypnotic influence. Yet the odds were equal that the chauffeur might be a paid underling in the employ of the Voodoo Master.

THE big car took to a side road, curved beneath the looming bulk of a high hill and entered a broad gate.

It followed a driveway and pulled up in front of a large mansion. The Shadow alighted with Chadron, who dismissed the chauffeur. The Shadow watched the limousine swing past the house and roll into a four-car garage.

Chadron’s house seemed gloomy when they entered it. The sun had settled beneath the huge hill that flanked the large estate. There was a servant in the darkened hall; Chadron told him that there would be a guest for dinner. Then the mill owner led The Shadow to a secluded room at the side of the house.

Turning, on the lights. Chadron displayed a desk and file cabinets.

“We have everything here, Mr. Arnaud,” he declared. “Even to models of the latest machinery in use at the plant. These blue prints” - he brought an envelope from a cabinet - “show the complete arrangements of our electric installations. Here are plans of the entire plant; also lists of the employees, with their full records.

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