"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 041 - The Killer" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)

through the occasional traffic, gaining swift headway as it neared the incline leading to the elevated
express highway along the river front.

Its motor humming, the coupe shot by a taxi that was on the upper highway. The Shadow's sparkling
eyes glimpsed the occupants of the cab. Harland Mullrick, Jerry Herston, Pascual - the trio formed a
silent group. The Shadow's laugh came softly as his coupe sped ahead.

A meeting at the dock; three men riding to an apartment; The Shadow already cognizant of their
destination. There could be but one answer to the situation. The Shadow had an interest in the affairs of
these three.

When The Shadow sought the answer to a problem, it was because he scented impending crime.
Stealthy and invisible, he had a way of discovering secrets which would enable him to work in the cause
of justice. A lone wolf who battled crime, inspired by reasons of his own, The Shadow used methods
that baffled all who encountered him.

There was a reason for the meeting between Harland Mullrick and Jerry Herston. When they reached
their destination, these two men would discuss affairs. That conference would be illuminating. Therein lay
the cause for The Shadow's speed.

When Harland Mullrick and Jerry Herston talked together, they would be in the presence of an unseen
listener. Whatever passed between the two would be known to The Shadow!

CHAPTER II. THE MINES OF DURANGO
THE Belisarius Arms was an old, but well-kept, apartment house that represented a former era in
Manhattan building construction. Access to the upper stories was gained by means of an automatic
elevator, which opened in the center of a corridor on every floor.

Apartment 4H was at one end of the dimly lighted fourth-floor corridor. Its identifying figure and letter
gleamed from a dark panel in shining brass that was visible from twenty feet away. This door, the
entrance to 4H, awaited the arrival of Harland Mullrick and Jerry Herston.

A slight swish sounded in the corridor, yet no figure was visible along the dark walls. The first
manifestation of a living form was when the mark 4H on the door was suddenly blotted from view.

Only at close range could anyone have distinguished the outline at the door. The Shadow had reached his
destination in advance of those who were coming by cab.

Something clicked in the lock. Its sound was muffled. Under the probing of a steel pick, the lock turned.
The door opened. The Shadow entered the apartment.

A tiny flashlight began its inspection. A ray that sometimes dwindled to the size of a gold piece, then
widened to a moonlike circle, guided The Shadow in his search of the premises.

Nothing escaped The Shadow's keen eye. The furnished living room, the bedrooms adjoining, the
kitchenette and its compact closet: all these came under observation. The arrangement of the doors and
windows was something which The Shadow studied. Every means of outlet from the apartment was
discovered by the investigator, every passage from one room to another was studied by hidden eyes.

The Shadow's light fell upon a telephone table in the corner of the living room. An instant later, the ray