"
Nothing further happened that day except this thickening of the
plot by the murder of the peculiar-acting Nichi. We saw his body
and it was as O'Connor said.
"That fellow wasn't on the level toward Clendenin," Craig mused
after we had viewed the second murder in the case. "The question
is, who and what was he working for?"
There was as yet no hint of answer, and our only plan was to watch
again that night. This time O'Connor, not knowing where the
lightning would strike next, took Craig's suggestion and we
determined to spend the time cruising about in the fastest of the
police motor boats, while the force of watchers along the entire
shore front of the city was quietly augmented and ordered to be
extra vigilant.
O'Connor at the last moment had to withdraw and let us go alone,
for the worst, and not the unexpected, happened in his effort to
clean up Chinatown. The war between the old rivals, the Hep Sing
Tong and the On Leong Tong, those ancient societies of
troublemakers in the little district, had broken out afresh during
the day and three Orientals had been killed already.
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