The Washington times., 1931-04-16

Ben Sellsbach, head Of a big
paper company, nodded gravely.
The Colimo gang burned my
warehouse" he stated bitterly.
"Of course, the police proved
nothing. They never will.
They're afraid to. I had the
courage to throw the racketeers
out of my factory when they
started that strike. Their de-
mandS were eXorbitant.
And yeti can't prove a
thing"
"Thev are levying an assess
ment on all my milk drivers, !"
added Denton, head of the Den
ton Crr ameries. "and they have
the men terrorized. l tell YOU
something has to be done"
Markham glanced at his
listeners.
There are six of us here
representing all the big in
terests of the city" he stated.
NV paper'll get back of this to
the limit"
What we have to do is fight
organization with organization.
After all, when reputable citi-
zens really become aroused, Grim
inals can't survive.
cts public apathy, and, to a
large degree, sympathy with
these fellows because they sell
liquor, that has brought this
about.
when prohibition came,
everybody gloried in getting an
illicit drink. 1t became smart.
And bootleggers became figures
of romance. Then they organ
lied gangs and branched out
into these other racketS. and
now we have this on our hands.
Secret Headquarters
What I propose is that we
find a secret headquarters and
organize a counter-body Of the
forces of law and order"
The men nodded agreement,
and went into whispered consul
tation.
Hank, the reporter, had been
dropping into the former Franks
restaurant, operated by the Gou-
ger-during the imprisonment
and trial of Scorpio and VronSki.
He and Anne had become more
than friendly. Carl dropped in,
too, and between the two arose
a lively rivalry over the girl, al
most as keen as their rivalry
over news. The day Of the trial
Hank brought Anne disquieting
tidingS.
They're threatening to close
this place up," he stated. 1T
seems that though they know no
booze was ever sold here, they
found some in Franks office. I
don't know whether they can
make it stick-Newton'S pretty
smart"
"Well-I suppose that'H mean
I have to hustle another job"
Anne answered, and jobs are
scarce right now.
And after working here, and
this killing-I don't know"
III help you find another
job" volunteered Hank. The
girl smiled rather bitterly.
Say" she retorted. you
know I fell for that big brother
stuff once"
Il didn't mean it that way,
and you know it," insisted
Hank. The girl smiled.
Hank grinned back. "Remem-
ber," he insisted, as he left the
restaurant.
Anne looked after him, with a
shade of emotion in her smile.
Peaches, sitting at a table in
the restaurant, watched the
little drama. She smiled a hard
smile. She thought she saw a
way of ridding herself of Anne
as a rival charmer.
For she was determined to
rule Scorpio as she had ruled
the dead restaurant man.
She r1onchantly stepped to
the cashiers desk.
Love VS.. Luxury
Like that reporter pretty
we'll, don't you?"
Il sure do"
We'll, you're sucker to hang
around with him. Why don't
you grab yourself some real
dough? You won't be young
long, kid"
Say. Peaches. you weren't
born yesterday-and you seem
to be going pretty we'll"
I'm hanging on like a bat
out of hell" Peaches grimly
answered. A queer look came
over her hard face.
Il hate him-and l love him"
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