"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 027 - The Silent Death" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)"Our victim is saved!" he snarled. "He will recover nowтАФto live -"
"To live!" cried Jocelyn. "Then my efforts will be of no avail! Unless Sartain dies to-night, the Universal deal will be accomplished. My holdings will lose instead of gaining!" Larry Ricordo was leaning from the window. Venom showed in the gang leader's puffy lips. In his hand, he gripped a large revolver, which he was aiming toward the studio across the street. "It's a long shot," he growled grimly, "but I'll try to plug them both. We've got to get JocelynтАФand if we can get The Shadow, too -" "Stop!" hissed Professor Urlich, seizing Ricordo's arm. "Your shots will be useless! They may lead to our discovery in this office!" "Useless?" echoed Ricordo. "Watch me blast them through that window! They're set right where I want them!" "The glass is bullet-proof," interposed Urlich. "Have you forgotten that, Ricordo?" The gang leader snarled as he let his arm fall helplessly. He had forgotten. The very feature of the trapтАФthe unbreakable windowтАФ which had been designed to insure Alfred Sartain's life, had now become a protection for both the millionaire and his mysterious rescuer! PROFESSOR URLICH stared spitefully at the scene; Thomas Jocelyn groaned. The Shadow was still working to restore Alfred Sartain to consciousness. Larry Ricordo, gripping his gun with frenzy, was the "We can get him yet!" he snarled. "You'll see how I work now, professor. Those men of mine can turn the trick. The Shadow is a tough egg; but he's going to have trouble getting out of this mess!" The gang leader leaped to a corner of the darkened office. He gripped a telephone, and swore roundly as he was forced to use a flashlight to see the dial. While muttered oaths came from his lips, he spun the number that he wanted. "That you, Slips?" came his low voice. "Good... Yes, this is Larry... Yes, get going. Up to Sartain's. Crash right through... Hurry... Listen, there is another guy with him... Yes, you'll know him all right... The Shadow... No... No... Don't tell the others. Get going... It's the one chance, and I'm watching. Get me? I'm looking on!" The receiver dropped on the hook. Ricordo turned toward the window, where Urlich and Jocelyn were still staring at the building across the street. "Still there?" Ricordo demanded anxiously. "Yes," responded Professor Urlich. "We'll get him, then!" snarled Ricordo. "I tipped Slips Harbeck. He's going up with the gorillas. Duster Brooks will help them. They'll get Sartain and The Shadow both!" "It will mean a terrible commotion," interposed Thomas Jocelyn nervously. "It will be murder, |
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