"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 153 - Murder For Sale" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)

The hands produced clippings; eyes studied them from above the light.
Next came a report sheet from Harry Vincent, coded in ink of vivid blue. That
writing faded after The Shadow had read it. He laid the blank sheet aside,
along with the clippings. The report had been written in the special ink used
by The Shadow's agents to contact their chief. Once exposed to air, it
disappeared rapidly.
Into the light, The Shadow drew a folder that was stamped with the symbol
of a life-size human hand, with extended thumb and fingers.
This case-book dealt with a group of racketeers who had cleared New York
before the clean-up. Referring to new reports from the folder, The Shadow
studied a list of names:

"Thumb" Gaudrey
"Pointer" Trame
"Long Steve" Bydle
"Ring" Brescott

There had been a fifth name on that list, but it was crossed off. The
Shadow remembered that name quite well. It was "Pinkey" Findlen, final
"finger" of the crooked group that had once styled itself "The Hand". They had
fled New York.
Those crooks had become lone wolves. Pinkey Findlen had returned to New
York to head a blackmail racket. That had been his finish, for The Shadow had
crossed Pinkey's trail. (Note: See "The Hand" Vol. XXV No. 6)
Ever since, The Shadow had been expecting moves from the other four. He
had managed to keep close track of three, who had presumably retired from
crime, and were accounted for at present. But the fourth had staged a
vanishing act in California, and reports indicated that he might have headed
east through Old Mexico.
That fourth man was "Ring" Brescott. It was significant that Ring had
been the murder specialist in the group that called itself The Hand. That
offered a definite link to the crimes in Philadelphia. Unquestionably, the man
behind them was skilled in ways of murder, for he had completely covered all
his kills, until Harry Vincent had caught that lucky inkling of how one was
produced.
No one in all crimedom was more likely to be the master murderer than
Ring Brescott.
Reaching Ring would be no easy task, even for The Shadow. The mobster was
a human chameleon, who had often demonstrated his ability to slip from sight.
One thing upon which Ring prided himself was his ability to pick up any
language. That had enabled him to recruit his murder squads from all races. It
told, too, how Ring had so easily managed that fade-out in Mexico. He could
have passed himself beyond the border as a genuine Latin-blooded gentleman
from Mexico City.
The Shadow checked the name of Ring Brescott. Then his hands reached for
a pair of earphones. A tiny signal light glowed on the sanctum wall. A voice
came over the wire, quiet-toned:
"Burbank speaking."
"Instructions to Vincent," voiced The Shadow, in whispered tone. "Call on
close friends of Louis Rulland, posing as an acquaintance from New York. Learn