Wings of the Black Death by Grant Stockbridge

Author:Grant Stockbridge [Stockbridge, Grant]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-05-19T14:42:20+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN Virginia’s Clue

Gun flame lanced at Wentworth. His answering shot was lightning fast and drew a curse of pain.

“The lights, Ram Singh,” he shouted.

Darkness shut down like a lid. Gun din filled the hall, and lead chunked into the door at the Spider’s elbow. Suddenly then he groaned aloud, threw himself noisily to the floor and rolled silently toward the gunman.

He heard muttered obscenity:

“Got the damned idiot!”

Wentworth grinned thinly and fired upward at the voice. A scream began and choked. A body slammed against the wall, slithered to the floor. The Spider rose. The pencil beam of his flash showed the broken-nosed man, shot through the mouth, dead.

The Black Death had fled, leaving his henchman to kill his foe!

Wentworth padded swiftly down stairs, then checked sharply, a curse of disappointment on his lips. Police whistles! Either the Black Death had given the alarm, or the shots had been heard.

Wentworth smiled and raced upward, almost slammed into Ram Singh coming down.

“Quick!” he snapped. “The police. Carry Apollo!”

He darted into the apartment where he had been held prisoner. Apollo stood on trembling legs in the middle of the floor, a bloody tear across his skull. Seeing Wentworth, he tried feebly to wag his tail.

“Stout fellah!” cried Wentworth, “Good dog!” He clapped the dog on the back, snatched out a knife and freed Nita and Virginia Doeg. He shook the drugged girl, fought to rouse her from her stupor. While they worked Nita asked swift questions.

“How in the world, Dick,” she demanded, “did you get those handcuffs off? How did Ram Singh find you and— ”

Dick smiled grimly as he worked. “It’s all your doing, darling,” he said.

“But, I— ”

“Shhh,” the Spider silenced her. “You did it. I let drop a hint to the Black Death that you knew as much as I did about this business, and you did the rest. He called you up, and I pretended to be worried. Then, when he left to meet you, I used a file I had hidden in these shoes— ” he pointed to the thick, soft rubber soles— “when I knew I had to walk into his trap. But the filing took so long that the Black Death’s car was at the door before I was free. I just had time to phone Ram Singh— whom I had told to await my call near here— and to put the cuffs back on, when you entered. I was hoping to capture him. And I put off the showdown as long as possible, trying to learn something about his plans. But even when he thought he was going to kill me certainly, he was too cautious to talk.”

He straightened and gazed down at the still stupified Doeg girl.

“No use working on her any more,” he said. “She can walk if she’s led.”

He turned toward Ram Singh and found the Hindu crouched behind the metal door. He spun toward the door, but found no danger threatening there. Frowning, he puzzled over Ram Singh’s apparent fright.

Then

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