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"It ain’t her brother."
"I thought you said you didn’t know what it was," Haatz said.

"I just know it ain’t her brother."

The puzzled frown left Haatz’s forehead. He looked at the other man. "What did you say your name
was?" he inquired.

The other hesitated.

"Smitty," he said. "Call me Smitty."

"Well, wait a minute, Smitty," Haatz said, "and I’ll get my hat and coat."

HAATZ stepped back and shut the door. The moment he was alone in his apartment, he flung to the
telephone, riffled through the directory, found a number, and called it, dialing with nervous jerks of his
stubby forefinger.

"Hello. Miss Audine Million’s home? . . . Can you tell if Miss Million is there? . . . Oh, it is! You are Miss
Audine Million?"

"Yes, this is Audine," the young woman said. She had a throaty, pleasant, earnest voice.

Haatz scowled at the hall door. "Have you been home all evening?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Are you in trouble? Do you want help?"

"No. Why, of course not." The girl sounded completely amazed. "What . . . what on earth is this,
anyway. Who . . . who are you."

"Arnold Haatz. You remember me?" Haatz considered, frowning. Then he said suddenly, "Listen, where
is that brother of yours?"

The change in Audine Million’s voice was stark. Terror came rushing with her words.

"Oh, mother of mercy! Has Jerry been— Did they find him, and— What has happened to him?"

"Were you expecting something to happen to your brother?" Haatz countered.

"I don’t know. Something strange is going on, and I was afraid—" She stopped with that, and was silent
a moment. Then she said, "Oh, I shouldn’t have said that." She laughed, but it was not a hearty sound of
mirth. "I was just kidding."

Haatz was puzzled enough to nibble at his lower lip.

"You say something strange is going on?" he asked.