The Shadow 087 by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

FROM two hundred yards away came the roar of a motor. At the hedge, Cardona pointed out tiny lights of an automobile that was pulling away from a lane down the road. Dave Callard was making a getaway.

Partridge and Cray raised their rifles and fired after the disappearing car. Their bullets were wide; the automobile passed from view.

A whispered laugh from The Shadow as he heard the servants growl because of their ineffective shots. Neither Partridge nor Cray were competent marksmen.

Suddenly Cardona’s gruff voice sounded. The detective was pointing off past Weston’s car. Beyond the side hedge were the moving lights of another automobile.

The car was coming along a little lane. It rounded the corner of the hedge, rolled to the front drive and entered. The four men watched it pull up by the portico.

An anxious face peered from the window as Cardona approached. The detective recognized Mallikan. The shipping man smiled weakly as he identified Cardona.

“I lost my way,” explained Mallikan, stepping from his coupe. “I found myself on the side lane in back of the house. I heard shots as I came along. Did you have trouble here?”

“Yes,” returned Cardona. “Callard took a pot-shot at Dolver. By rights, he ought to have cut across the lawn to that side lane you came along. Instead, he was out front here.”

“He managed to get away?”

“Yes. You almost ran into him.”

Mallikan’s face showed a worried expression in the light of the portico.

“That would have been bad,” decided the shipping man. “I carry no revolver of my own; I have no permit and I know nothing about firearms. I am glad that I did not encounter Dave Callard.”

Cardona led the group back to the house. The chauffeur was beside him, with Mallikan. The Shadow then glided from his hiding place, took a swift turn in the opposite direction and started around the house.

When he neared the little side door where he had first seen Partridge, The Shadow stopped and crouched by the gloom of the wall. Sheltered under the wing of the house, he saw men who were standing there.

Commissioner Weston was holding the brass candelabrum. Beside him were Courtney Dolver and Clyde Burke. Lessing was there also; under his right arm, the servant held his rifle; from his left hand he gingerly dangled a gleaming revolver.

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