Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 056 by Maxwel l Grant

Author:Maxwel,l Grant
Language: eng
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CHAPTER XIII. THE SHADOW ACTS

THE pause that followed the shot from Croaker's revolver was an ominous one. To mobsmen, waiting in cars in front of Brisbane Calbot's home, the report was a familiar signal. They had heard the sound of that

gun at Perry Trappe's. They had heard it again on Long Island, when they had invaded the home of Tyler Bogart.

Bozo Griffin, assuming full command for himself despite the fact that he and Cliff Marsland were of equal ranking, emitted a growl as he heard the signal. He remembered Brodie Brodan's admonition to allow time for the man who fired the revolver to make a get-away.

The single shot, though unexpected in this quiet neighborhood, had no aftermath until Bozo decided to give the next command. In a louder growl, Brodie Brodan's lieutenant ordered his gorillas to start their wild raid.

"Let 'em go!"

Mobsters piled from automobiles. Dashing across the street, they opened fire on the windows of Calbot's home. Three men rushed up the front steps and threw open the big door. Others made for the alley, to seek the side entrance. Bozo Griffin, with Cliff Marsland beside him, was standing near the leading car across the street.

Shots from the front of the house. Then came a scream from the first mobster who had entered. The man came tumbling from the vestibule. A gorilla beside him leveled his revolver and fired. An answering boom came from within. The second mobster staggered and plunged, headlong down the steps. The third man scrambled for safety.

There were shots in the alleyway. The gangsters who had taken the cement passage were at the side door. In response to the wild barks of their revolvers came a new fusillade. Someone within the house had stopped the raiders at the front and had turned to meet those who were entering at the side!

One mobster had sprawled upon the cement. Another was staggering, crying to his pals to aid him. The rest, remembering the ambush at Bogart's, took to flight. As they scattered for the waiting automobiles, new shots came from bullet-broken windows.

Mobsmen were starting the automobiles. Bozo Griffin had dived into the front car. Cliff Marsland was following him. With demoralized gorillas clambering aboard, the cars shot from the curb. Brodie Brodan's mobsters had met another set-back.

CLIFF MARSLAND knew the answer. The Shadow had acted from within the beleaguered house.

Stationed there, he had met the first invaders; then had turned his fire to the second horde. Mobsters had met their just deserts.

The quick exchange of shots had roused the neighborhood. People were shouting from windows. In this quiet, unfrequented district, minutes would elapse before police responded.

Within Calbot's now silent house, The Shadow was moving with quick precision. Almost before the echoes of his fire had died, the tall avenger in black had reached the steps to the cellar. With swift, sweeping stride, The Shadow gained the curio room.

Gloved fingers worked upon the knobs of Brisbane Calbot's vault. The Shadow had unbarred the barrier in a few minutes on his previous attempt.

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