"Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 237 - Alibi Trail" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Maxwell)

Lambron as an important member of this organization. You certainly ought to know that he's threatened
with indictment, down in Philadelphia, over that theater stock swindle! The newspapers are full of it!"

A cold-eyed man named Fitzcroft picked up a newspaper that was lying on the table. Glancing over the
front page, he thumbed through the next few, and then demanded bluntly:

"What newspapers?"

"The Philadelphia newspapers, of course" retorted Benz. "Here - take a look at this one."

It was a Philadelphia newspaper that Brenz spread on the table, and it carried a broad streamer, saying:

LAMBRON THREATENED WITH INDICTMENT

Underneath was Lambron's picture, with column after column telling of his connections, past, present,
and future. Such little things as war news must have been consigned to the comic section, for each page
that Brenz turned told more about Lambron and his questionable activities. The way Fitzcroft and the
others gobbled up the news brought a scoff from Brenz.

"That's the way with you New Yorkers," he gibed. "You seem to think that Philadelphia is in another
world."

Fitzcroft looked up, cold-eyed as before, and inquired:

"Isn't it?"

The sally brought laughs from the rest. They were of the opinion that the Philadelphia news was a lot of
empty talk. Purchasers of Lambron's theater chain had simply let it go to pieces, and were blaming him
for the debacle. Philadelphia investors had that habit, these New Yorkers claimed. They thought that if
you planted money, it would sprout like potatoes; but that sort of thing didn't happen any more, not even
in Philadelphia.

"Empty talk?" demanded Brenz. "Then why isn't Donald Kerring here? He comes from Philadelphia. He
probably decided that we wouldn't even hold a meeting, after this Lambron scandal. Why don't you
phone him and get his opinion?"

Fitzcroft decided to call Kerring. He tried, but couldn't get an answer from Kerring's Philadelphia home.
He was trying again, without luck, when Brenz scoffed:

"Maybe you ought to call Lambron. He's easy enough to reach. Try the district attorney's office, in
Philadelphia."

Fitzcroft promptly took up the suggestion. In a few minutes he had Lambron on the wire, and was
repeating what the latter told him. Quite relieved, Fitzcroft turned to the men about him.

"It is empty talk," assured Fitzcroft. "Lambron says so. He claims that the Philadelphia newspapers tried
to make news before it happened. Lambron and his secretary are going over everything with the district
attorney, and will be busy the rest of the evening. By tomorrow, the newspapers will be printing
apologies."