"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 116 - Intimidation,Inc" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)

"My name is Clewiss," returned the lawyer, his tone as hard as The
Shadow's. "Maybe you've heard of me. Next month, I'll be district attorney
here
in Dorchester."
"But you aren't D.A. yet. So what?"
Clewiss did not reply immediately. He heard the contemptuous question,
but
his eyes were keeping him otherwise occupied. He had forgotten the leering
face
of Link Delvo, to look toward the safe in the corner. There, Clewiss saw the
alligator bag.
The bag fitted the description of the one that The Shadow had mentioned
during his last appearance as Cranston. It gave Clewiss the proof he wanted.
The lawyer was satisfied that Link Delvo was the person who had gained the
missing two hundred thousand dollars.
Realizing that sharp eyes were watching, Clewiss concentrated on the
desk.
"I just read the Evening Clarion, Delvo," he stated. "You invited people
to come here so that you could tell them that your rackets were on the up and
up. You know that they aren't on the level and so do I. They'd better be, or
you'll be in for trouble!"
"There's a month yet," retorted The Shadow, "before you'll be taking over
the job as D.A."
"You'd better change your business arrangements long before that,"
declared Clewiss. "The sooner the better, Delvo. If I were in your shoes, I'd
take some action on the matter today."


THAT finished the interview. Clewiss departed. The Shadow had a free half
hour. At the end of that period, a rap announced another visitor. The caller
proved of be Hugh Bursard.
Again, The Shadow gave no sign that he recognized the visitor. He kept to
the part of Link Delvo; and Bursard, although he studied the new big-shot
keenly, gained no inkling that Link could have been Cranston. After
introducing
himself as the head of MXDO, Bursard produced a copy of the Evening Clarion.
"You have made a statement to the press, Mr. Delvo," said Bursard.
"Perhaps you already know that I act as commentator over the radio,
broadcasting from MXDO. My talks concern current news in Dorchester."
"I've heard some of your chatter," growled The Shadow. "I never figured
it
was worth listening to."
"Thank you for the frank opinion, Mr. Delvo," smiled Bursard. "Other
persons have already told me that they thought my talks lacked punch. Certain
friends have asked me to make them stronger. One of those friends is Judge
Hancock Noy."
"He's the guy that Nobby Kilgan wanted to croak."
"Yes. I feel sure that Judge Noy will expect me to condemn all persons
who
were associated with Kilgan. Since you have already forced yourself into