Shadow 172 - Battle of Greed 04-15-39, 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

IT happened that The Shadow did not agree on that point. Reaching the elevator just as the top of the car disappeared, he thrust his hands between the partly closed doors and thrust them apart. With a leap, he was gone into the shaft, the spring doors moving automatically to their closed position.

The Shadow had put away his guns during the last second of his dash. In his leap, his gloved hands grabbed the elevator cable. Sliding down the greasy metal rope, the cloaked pursuer settled lightly upon the descending car. The Shadow’s safety had not depended upon that grasp; he was soon enough to land on the car before it had gone a dozen feet toward the ground.

His use of the cable had simply enabled him to accomplish another detail. By easing himself to the top of the car, The Shadow prevented the thump that would have told Atlee what had happened.

When the elevator reached the ground floor, The Shadow reached for the doors on the second. He wedged them open, rolled through and made for a stairway. At the ground floor, he spied Atlee diving out through a rear door. The fellow was shouting for a taxi. One pulled up, just as The Shadow overtook him.

Atlee was clutching the precious papers that were in his pocket. He raised a frantic cry as a hand gripped his arm, and tried to yank his revolver. Supplying a jujitsu hold, The Shadow flung the frail secretary headlong. Atlee’s fingers opened. His gun clattered into the gutter, while the papers remained in The Shadow’s hand.

Thanks to his light weight, Atlee took a long bound that brought him up on hands and knees, half into the cab. The driver, deciding that he didn’t want Atlee for a fare, had started to pull away, and the dive that Atlee took had carried him at a forward angle, right where he wanted to go. Rolling into the cab, Atlee yanked the door shut.

The last that The Shadow saw of him was his pale face as it peered through the rear window. As for Atlee, he saw nothing, back in the gloom. All that he heard was the taunt of a weird laugh, wishing another of Sandersham’s traitors a happy journey.

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