Grant, Maxwell - The Shadow 150 - The Hand by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Detective, Mystery, Crime, Suspense, Adventure, Thriller
Publisher: Street & Smith Publications
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

THE REVOLVER was put away; Slick left the office but he didn’t go to the cloakroom, because that would be of no use. Slick knew well enough how the gun had come into Parrington’s pocket.

What Slick didn’t know was what he escaped by staying away from the cloakroom. At that very moment; a young man was checking hat and coat there. He was Harry Vincent, one of the keenest of The Shadow’s agents.

If Harry had seen Slick come to the cloakroom, he would have promptly sensed that something was up. But Slick didn’t even leave the passage outside of Ondrey’s office.

Meanwhile, in the office itself, Claude Ondrey was sweating more than ever. Of all the screwy games he’d ever met with, this one was the worst. What did Bugs mean by passing the buck right back to him? Of course, Slick wouldn’t come back with evidence that Ondrey had planted the gun; but Ondrey was beginning to believe that Bugs might be crazy enough to shout that out, himself.

Maybe Bugs was really as goofy as he sometimes looked.

In the midst of Ondrey’s quandary, Bugs suddenly provided the reason behind his stunt.

“Listen Parrington,” spoke Bugs quickly. “I’m for you - see? I got a way to snatch you out of this mess. Ondrey, here, is a good guy. He’ll help.”

Parrington looked up, weakly hopeful.

“Unlock the desk drawer,” Bugs told Ondrey. “Make it fast, before Quaine gets back here.”

Ondrey obeyed. He was in a mood for anything that would end this crazy set-up. As soon as the drawer was open, Bugs grabbed the revolver that lay within. Pocketing it, he picked up Parrington’s five thousand dollars and planked the money in the drawer.

“Quaine won’t find the gun when he looks for it,” stated Bugs, with a grin. “He’ll find the dough, instead. I’ll look dumb, and so will Ondrey, here. How about it, Ondrey?”

Ondrey nodded. He didn’t like the looks of things, but he couldn’t find his voice.

“So Quaine will forget the gun,” added Bugs, “and take the mazuma instead. That’s fair enough, ain’t it? You can make up that five grand easy, Roy, but you can’t laugh off a stretch in the big house.”

Parrington’s eyes narrowed. He was becoming suspicious; but he was still worried enough so to be handled. Bugs nudged to the wall panel.

“Bring down the elevator,” ordered Ondrey. “Get Roy out of here before Quaine comes back.”

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