Shadow 023 - The Shadow's Shadow 02-01-33, The by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant [Grant, Maxwell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Street and Smith
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XIII

DEATH TO THE SHADOW

LATER that night, Felix Zubian was seated in the library of the Cobalt Club. Quiet and unassuming, he had masked his usual personality with remarkable skill.

Zubian was quietly confident. He had played the role of spy to perfection. Convinced now that the pretended Lamont Cranston was The Shadow, Zubian had worked with exceptional stealth. Not once had he given any trace that might have led the false Cranston to suspect his presence.

As he read a newspaper, Zubian kept a watchful eye on Cranston, who was seated in another part of the room. At this game of observation, Zubian had never met an equal. Well did he know and respect the capability of the man with whom he was dealing; but at the same time, Zubian possessed the faculty of recognizing facts. All of his past ability was serving him, and he was sure that Cranston did not suspect that he was being watched.

It was nearly midnight. Zubian watched as Cranston arose and walked slowly toward the door. From the spot where Zubian was sitting, it was quite possible to observe what took place in the outside lobby; there, Zubian saw Cranston speak to an attendant. A few moments later, the tall, dignified millionaire went toward the door that led to the street.

This was Zubian’s cue. It was the moment that he had been awaiting. With catlike stride he left the library and entered a telephone booth. He gave a number, uttered a few cryptic words to the man at the other end; then left the booth and sauntered to the grillroom. Here he found Douglas Carleton seated at a table.

“You have been waiting here long?” questioned Zubian, with a smile.

“About fifteen minutes,” responded Carleton. “Tell me - has anything developed?”

“I shall come to that,” said Zubian, still smiling. “What do you have to report?”

“Nothing,” replied Carleton wearily. “Another evening up at Devaux’s.”

“Was Milbrook there?”

“Yes - for a while. Still trying to sell diamonds to Devaux; but it will be a long while before that goes through.”

“And the girl?”

“Virginia? She has a crush on Milbrook. That doesn’t matter for the time. She will find out that it won’t work. There are lots of ways of dealing with that fellow. I think we can take care of him when we are ready.”

“Very easily,” smiled Zubian. “We must allow nothing to interfere with Douglas Carleton becoming the son-in-law of Stanford Devaux. That will prove of the utmost value in the future. I must congratulate you, Carleton, upon planning such an excellent arrangement.”

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