The Shadow 201 The Murder Genius by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant [Grant, Maxwell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1940-07-15T22:58:38+00:00

longs and three quick shorts. Clyde’s signal! Eagerly, she darted to the door and opened it.

She found herself staring at the tight-lipped face of Marie.

Millicent recoiled. She sensed death in the face of her faithless maid.

Her

mouth opened to emit a scream.

But before she could utter a sound, Marie had her hand across Millicent’s lips. A shove threw the victim backward into the apartment. The door slammed shut.

Marie fought with tigerish strength. But Millicent was battling for her life and she knew it. She was getting the better of the maid, when Tony flung aside the velvet drapes.

His fist struck Millicent at the base of her neck. It was an awkwardly delivered blow over Marie’s shoulder. It toppled all three of them in a heap.

But only Marie and Tony sprang to their feet.

Millicent lay on the rug like a crumpled lily.

“Is she dead?” Marie gasped.

“Dead? No! Leave this to me.”

Tony darted to the rear of the apartment, dragged in the empty trunk.

When

he raised the lid, he disclosed that the trunk was not quite empty. He took from it a horrible weapon.

It was an iron bar. Rubber had been wrapped around the bar, all except the few inches of metal that was used as a handle. The rubber had obviously come from the shoe of an automobile tire. The marks of the treads were clearly evident.

Marie flinched as she looked at it. But Tony’s thick grin merely hardened.

He picked up the unconscious victim and carried her into the bathroom. Then he came back and got the rubber-wrapped bar.

The bathroom door closed. Marie waited. She knew what was going to happen.

She was criminal enough to want it to happen. She thought about the locket around Millicent’s unconscious throat. Marie had plans about that locket plans that didn’t include Tony.

Through the closed door of the bathroom came the sound of a horrible thud.

It was followed by others.

Marie continued to think about the paper in Millicent’s locket. Her black eyes were shiny with greed.

CLYDE BURKE left his hotel without being observed. He had a hunch that an alibi for his movements might be valuable.

He located his rented coupe and drove quietly away from the parking area at the rear of the hotel.

He swung the car into the broad avenue that led to the fashionable apartment section of town where Millicent lived. A red light halted him before he had gone more than a block or two. He braked to a stop.

As he did so, a man appeared out of the darkness. He began to wipe off Clyde’s windshield with a cloth. It was a bit of harmless graft that Clyde was used to in New York.

He reached mechanically into his trousers pocket to give the fellow a dime.

He was so preoccupied with thoughts about Millicent that he failed to notice how

well dressed this panhandling car-wiper really was.

It was only when Snapper opened the door that Clyde saw the gun. It was shielded under the flap of Snapper’s coat. To Clyde, the muzzle of that gun looked as big as a cannon.

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