The Washington times., 1930-11-03


reached furtively under his
coat. A bullet from the SER
geant's gun got him through
the brain and he went down,
face first. The typewriter was
waving back and forth with
deadly suggestiveness.
One by one they shambled
and stumbled backward, their
eyes registering hurt surprise.
The machine gunner advanced.
where's Colder" he de-
manded.
Monk scrutinized him pierc-
ingly.
are, who the hell do you think
am?" He clicked. "You ain
no dicks-now cut out the third
degree an come clean. What
is all this hokum?"
One-Eye, who had been
searching the big mans face,
suddenly let loose an oath:
&C.. it's Gleason - Sec'tary
Gleason!"
A shot of electric astonish-
ment ran through Goldie's
men. The dozen armed thugs
were coming at them now.
The mongrel assortment OF
weapons, alone, proclaimed
them pirates.
The "frisk" took but a few
seconds. The gang was strip
ped Of it's firearms, which were
flung into a corner. The door
was shut, and they stood,
hands in air and faces to the
wall.
Turn around, you," ordered
Gleason, poking Monk in the
back.
Monk faced him, his mouth
hard set. his eyes boring into
the iron eyes Of Gleason. the
butcher.
(which one O. youse yeggs
knocked off Kinky King?" de-
manded Gleason.
None of us" answered
Monk. slowly. Not that it
gets us a thing now"
You're a liar" doomed Glea-
son. I'VE made a fair bargain,
up an UP, an your mob double
crossed"
"Whose mob did? Who got
the Edgewater Kid?"
None of us. We was more
s'prised than what youse was"
"Okay, then-it's a mistake
all aroun'-put UP that type
writer an we'll all call it a
new deal-1 can talk for
Sense Of HumOr
Gleason had never been
known to laugh. But Pinkey
Shapiro, who had a sense of
humor, giggled out loud. Glea-
son didn't turn, but seemed to
give him a nasty look with
the back of his ears. Pinkey
shut off his mirth.
"The onl.' ''eal I'll make Is
this" barked Gleason. Turn
up the guy what plugged Kinky
then pick up that phone an
call Goldie an tell him to come
here right away. you know
how to get him. then. when I
croak him an whoever clipped
Kinky, Well call it a day."
Gleason" said Monk, IF you
wait for me or any of us to put
Goldie on the spot for you,
you'll wait'll your teeth fall
out. An I swear I don know
who got King"
Turn aroun', youse guys
all O. youse," called Gleason.
He looked at their faces. one
by one. Some were ghastly
blue. Crankv's knees were
knocking. The tears were trick
ling down Clammy's cheeks.
"The man who get. Goldie
Gorio on that phone walks out
O. That door with his life," he
announced. Come on, nov
some o. youse got women an
GidS-youse all know where
Goldie i We'll get him sooner
or later, anyways, so you can
save your own life an you can't
save his by dyin' for him.
Well, I'm waitin'-"
Cranky was trying to wet his
dry lips with his dry tongue.
His shoulders started forward.
His left foot scraped ahead Of
his right. He forced back his
head and began a step.
Monk, half his size, with a
sudden upward swing of his
foot, kicked the traitor vicious
ly in the stomach. Cranky
doubled up with pain and fell
in a faint. Fats Ryan jumped
in with a grunt and struck
Monk in the mouth with his
fist. Monk staggered against
the wall and braced himself
with his hands. He spat out
a tooth. A rivulet of blood
seeped down his chin and onto
his shirt.
ottered youSe guys fair"
growled Gleason. Nov I'll give
youSe till the count O. 10. MY
offer stands that long. After
that-it'll be too late-an' too
b a d. .one. two. three
four. -" they stood there, all
but the PROSTATE two, one dead
and one unconscious, and their
features twitched, but they
stood there. "five six. =.
seven. E" and still not a sign
Of the white liver from these
murderers about to be mur.
dered. eight. nine. -"
It was Monk