The Washington times., 1930-11-24
CHAPTER XIV

''I believe you now. II dlont
seem possible that you, a re-
fined young prince like you,
could really care for meme!
You don't even know who !
am or what I am. It dldn'G
seem in the deck. But now,
Annie, honey" whispered
Tall Tom Gillespie's Yale
trained son, It'd make any
sacrifice rather than give you
up. I know my father will be
furious. And I hate to hurt
him. But this is bigger than
anything else. I'd die for you"
"And-I'd kill for you! Lis
ten, Tommy, boy-you've got TO
clear up that Alice business,
don't you? Well, I can helP
you. If Silk ever finds OUT
rated on him, he'll Strangle
me. But that's the chance
I'll take. I know where Alice
"You do?" he exclaimed.
"Where?"
"Wen, in no easy place to
spring her, I'll tip you that
much. She's in Silk Freeman's
flat-in his house"
"Gee. That doesn't sound so
tough" .,,
mo? The doorman is a gorilla
an packs two gatS. The eleva-
tor men the same. In the mousse
don't know how much he
raised the number O. guards.
Doors of Steel
"The doors is made O. steel
an the walls is lined with it.
There's sheet-steel doors be-
tween the rooms what come
down solid by pressin' a jigger
somewheres. There's automatlcS
an sub-machine guns, an them
babes know how to handle 'em.
A bunch O. Chicago hoodlums
stuck up Central police station
in Chicago on account of-Well,
on account of girl-an' got
away with tan I'd JUS as
soon take on that one as this
one. You'll get all the scrap
you'll want. Tommy boy-an'
promise me you won't go, your
self. W-will you?"
Tommy answered with silence.
His answer was no.
It's better'n even you'll get
banged off, I'm tellin' you. I'm
sorry now I tipped you at all.
You're big an brave an strong,
but you're no gangster. These
are trained gunguys an killers
in their hearts 49, they're pies
sionals. Stay out of it an let
the men who do such things for
a livin' do it. That's their busi-
ness"
Tommy shook his head.
"I couldn't dog it that way.
I just couldn't"
Tears sprang to his eyes.
"Is won't let you. I won't let
you get cut O. my sight-out o.
my arms. My God! I can't
lose you now"
Making Plans
Tommy kissed her and with
gentle force disengaged her
embrace.
You'd better go home-to
your hotel, honey" he said.
"And we'd better not be seen
together hereafter-outside, you
know. You're in danger if
Freeman gets the slightest sus-
picion. I realize that. So
we'll make this room our meet
ing place hereafter and COM
nnunicate by telephone other
wise I'll be very careful
don't worry-T have so much
to live for since you come to
me-"
Annie protested no further.
Men had always ruled her.
There was a slight flutter of
agitation in the manner of
Silk Freeman as he continually
tapped the ash from his cigar
cite when J Hispano-Suiza
took the corner at Eighth
Street and Fifth Avenue. Silk
was not his cool and collected
self.
At the corner of Eighth
Street and Fifth Avenue the
car paused for just an instant
and a little, blond man, be-
derbied and bespatted, quickly
opened the door and bounced
into the sea beside Silk. The
latter only grunted.
Drive down Seventh Ave
nue." Silk ordered his chauf-
feur, beside whom sat another
man. These were his body
guards, who never left him.
"It's that McClosky gang
that got that dope!" he stormed.
The little fellow shrunk back
as though expecting a blow.
"They amt so hard for a
man like you to handle, eh?"
he whined.
Sure of His Power
Hard! There amt nobody
too hard for Silk to handle.
Get that under your thick
Scotch skull. That Cyclone
Tim thinks he pulled a pretty
one on the Big Boy. He's pulled
the whole East River down
over the heads of his lousy
mob" Silk leaned forward
and his cruel, steely gaze made
the other vince. Get me
right. We're not givin' in. I've
got the girl and I'll have the
dope and I'll pin those flop
ears Of McClosky over my desk.
I'll wreck Gillespie, and I'll
serve him his nInk sons heart