Q by Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson

Author:Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson [Grant, Maxwell & Gibson, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage, Fiction, Thrillers
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1940-06-18T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XII. MEN IN THE DARK

OF those who witnessed the sudden tragedy, Rigger Shoy alone observed the immediate sequel. Rigger had turned away and shut his eyes when Gunthrew began the fatal swing; the rest hadn't fully recovered from the dazzle.

Rigger saw a car nose in from the trees along the old road. From its speed, he realized that it had just arrived. In one breath, Rigger cursed Dip Perkin for having made too long a detour, and ended his oath with a chuckle because luck had worked out well.

Luck had done more than Rigger realized at that moment. He was soon to learn how, and why.

Instead of keeping to the road, the car cut across the old fairway and sped up beside the ruined tee. Other people saw it by that time, but they didn't consider its maneuver unusual. The riders in the car could have seen the explosion and believed that someone needed aid. Their action seemed commendable.

Four men jumped from the car the moment that it stopped. They sprang into the hole and began to paw around, which was somewhat understandable. Maybe they thought that Gunthrew had been swallowed by the ground, instead of being blasted to atoms. Some of the people who came running from the clubhouse thought the same.

They started toward the tee to see if the men were finding anything, which was exactly what Rigger did not want. Dip's crew weren't looking for Gunthrew; they were seeking something else. The less that others knew about it, the better.

Waving his white-clad arms, Rigger yelled: "Look out! There's another blast coming!"

Rigger was right, though he didn't know it. He had turned about to flag people; they were stopping at his wave. While Rigger's arms still made their sweeps his prediction was fulfilled.

The second blast came. It wasn't a huge explosion, like the first, but it was sharp, and carried a death threat of its own. The sound was the report of a gun. Hearing it, Rigger turned in alarm.

None of Dip's squad had fired, but they were starting to shoot when Rigger saw them. Out of the hole they blazed with revolvers as they made a massed scramble for their car. They were shooting at a tall marksman who was loping for them, a black-cloaked figure scarcely discernible in the dusk.

The Shadow!

He had fired the opening shot. He was delivering more, and the tongued flames from his automatics were the only targets that crooks could see. Their fire was always late; when they aimed for one jab, another appeared elsewhere.

The car was in motion, carrying the crooks with it. But The Shadow wasn't restricted to a chase on foot. Another car was swinging into sight, the same speedy roadster that had met The Shadow outside the walls of Sing Sing. It had circled around the trees while The Shadow was taking a shortcut through.

The roadster picked up the cloaked fighter. The spurts from an automatic marked the progress of the chase, as it went back to the road and swung into the woods.

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