As the smoke cleared away, Shirley straightened up from the
crouching position on the floor which had saved him from the
assassin, and dragged the wounded criminal to his feet. The
handcuffs clicked about his wrists before the young man had
grasped the entire situation. Cleary and three others of the
private force were in the room.
"I've got to hurry along now, Captain. Just let him know that
his Chief is captured and the sooner he turns State's evidence
the better it will be for him. The District Attorney might make
it lighter, if he helps. I'll be back this evening if I can."
And Shirley hurried away, leaving much surprise and bewilderment
in every mind.
Cronin was equal to the task of picking up the threads, and under
his sarcasm, and Cleary's rough arguments, the prisoner admitted
some interesting matters about the mysterious employer whose face
he had never seen. But Shirley's task was far from completed.
CHAPTER XX
A DOUBLE ON THE TRAIL
Shirley walked up to the Hotel California, at the door of which
he met Warren and Taylor just leaving.
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