The Shadow 090 The Python by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant [Grant, Maxwell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1935-10-31T23:00:00+00:00

“Because he called me also. He was disturbed by your statement that you believed all should be made public. I told him that I would talk to you this afternoon.”

“You mean that you agreed with Jurrice?”

“Absolutely. For the present, Califax, no one should make a statement. Give the authorities time to start their investigation. Let them seek facts. If mystery clouds the issue, then make your statement. In spite of Jurrice.

“Right now, however, you would be taking a most unwise course. You are not involved in any manner.

You merely chanced to know that one passenger aboard the Tropical was supposed to have a fortune with him.

“Perhaps Revoort is safe. His wealth may be on board, secure from harm. You were never in his confidence; it was Jurrice - not Revoort - who talked to you. I am still your counselor, Califax. I advise no hasty step.”

THE convincing words brought a slow nod from Califax. Bornick perched his elbow on the desk and wagged a heavy finger.

“If Jurrice calls you again,” he stated, “state that you have given me full discretion in this matter. Let me handle Jurrice, while I watch the reports concerning Revoort. Should the time come to speak, the duty will be mine.”

“I suppose you are right, Bornick,” decided Califax. “After all, the whole thing lies between Jurrice and Revoort. Yet if robbery is uncovered, I shall be ill at ease. There have been many jewel thefts lately. I have gems of my own; and they may be sought.”

“Don’t worry.” Bornick shook his head. “Certain of those past robberies concerned my own clients; and I know for a fact that the crooks were after large hauls. They knew the extent of the valuables before they went after them.”

“Some persons have seen my gems,” reminded Califax. “One man in particular, whom I did not like. A young upstart, who still persists in calling upon my niece, Patricia. I believe you met him, Califax - the fellow’s name was Thurney. Albert Thurney.”

“I know him,” nodded Bornick. “I called at his apartment a few times, to look over some plans for a stock company which he wants to promote. Mining enterprises, that look quite substantial; but I think his game may be to have me recommend him to my friends.

“Should I do so, I would have difficulty in checking on his later activities. He might offer bad stocks along with the good. He might have various swindles up his sleeve.”

“Could he be looking for opportunities to rob?”

“I don’t think so, Califax. No, this chap Thurney doesn’t strike me as bad as all that. Forget the fellow; I’m keeping an eye on him.”

Bornick arose, shook hands with his visitor and ushered Califax to the door. Returning to his desk, the lawyer took the swivel chair and turned to the window. He sat with one hand on the telephone, delaying some intended call while he watched to see if blue lights blinked again.

MEANWHILE, Albert Thurney had reached a new destination. This was a crowded office in Manhattan’s downtown section.

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