Imperial Valley press., 1922-06-27
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' dy ARTHUR B REEVE :
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I the whole OF the Rock Ledge equip
ment at their disposal followed.
"Now, Dick" exclaimed Garrick
energetically, outside. GIVE got that
] first call off. Now you can have your
way. To the city!"
| AS they whirled down the splendid
road Garrick could not get out of his
mind the similar impression he had be-
tween broadcasting and a picture stu
dio. @ suppose in one case it s one
| sided pantomime, in the other one-side1
dialogue. Anyhow, the same motto APP
J plies to both, 'Get it across!' IT. "a
new art, not much more than year
old, it is, Dick9 An old story to you;
but full of interest to me as detec-
tive. Broadcasting as business will
settle down, L suppose. This Radio
| Central service is really a public
service. just now it s like the talking
machine companies selling you an in
strument and giving away the rec
ords!'
| A surprise awaited them as they
drew up at Glenn 8 garage guarded by
the Astra agency men.
| "Glad you came, sir, exclaimed the
agency manager himself. GIVE got
three men here, now.'
| 'Three men?' queried Garrick.
"Why is that?'
The manager, for answer, took him
inside and closed the door. In the
corner was a well-dressed, expensive
| ly-dressed man with Greek cast of
| countenance, handcuffed.
"This man-his name, he says, is
| AchilleO-came in here early tonight
and claimed this stuff, said he had
bill of sale or something for it, and
wanted to arrange for truck to take
it OUT
81 KNOW cautioned Garrick, look
ing at the handcuffs on the restless
prisoner. "But ism this bit high
handed?'
The Astra manager smiled knowing
ly. "Witk rcontraband, sir, like this
stolen goods? He's an accessory
after the fact-maybe-at least a re-
ceiver of stolen goods. -
The prisoner seemed to regard Gar.
rick as a savior. He showed signs
Of loosening up on his surly reticence
"You see, sir, l buy the Inner Circle
understand for fifty thousand dol
lar, understand? If / get all the goods,
, underestimate He turned aside and OPP
, ened his coat for Garrick alone. I'm
| his inside pocket was a long envelope
with fifty onethousand dollar bills. 81
l make payment when L get all stuff,
here, too, underestimate
Garrick did understand. IT was a
matter of making a quick sell-out and
!; getaway. 'Where s your bill of sale or
. whatever it is you have for this?''
Achilleo pulled out a paper. 1t was
signed by Georges and Rae Larue as
agent in fact. "Let the buyer be-
, ware!' laughed Garrick as he return
| ed it. "Now, L understand that the
money is to pass tonight at the Inner
| Circle when this is signed?'' The man
, nodded and grinned with perfect ivor-
les. Then, if you want to get free
, i'll this little illegal transaction, Mr..
Achilleo, and have that fifty thousand
yourself instead Of leaving it in court
/ as cash bail, take me to the Inner
> Circle and get the goods!'
The thought of the hard earned cash
settled Achilleo. "The man and the
girl are now there" he reported as he
left the telephone, with handouts slip
: ped.
II Garrick's raid of the Inner Circle
was noiseless, if not painless, af-
fair. But it was only fifty per cent
successful. The net closed on Georges;
Rae Larue was nowhere about.
Georges shut up like a clam. 1t
was more than evident, however, that
he was not the "man at ,the-top.
Thoroughly they searched, but
there was not "a trace of Rae. Nor
was there trace of Ruth Or the others.
"So-the cellar is on the roof
laughed Garrick, as they uncovered
, the little concrete room they had seen
when they installed the dictagraph
. aerial. "Here S a small fortune, alone,
in these cases. When | poked my head
out through the scuttle, Dick, l also
saw your aerial all snarled up and
tangled, wrecked"
Dick did not appear to be interest
cd "Maybe they had a secret exit
over the roofs in case of "A raid. Any
way, Rae got away. Someone s out
fifty thousand in the cleanup"
"This eliminates Georges con
sidered Garrick, '"except, of course, as
an umderstrapper.
"Brock - Curtis,' repeated Dick
mechanically, setting his teeth as the
/, names suggested Vira and Ruth.
!, CAN the wild horses in Hades wouldn't t
get word out Of Georges, now,' he
observed "Thank the Lord, Dick,
you re an expert at it.; our only hope
lies in wireless-in some form or
other! -
/ Continued Tomorrow)
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