The Washington times., 1931-04-27

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But don't worry I'll get you
out; I'm covered dozen ways.
Scorpio grinned and chewed at
his unlighted cigar.
His eyes roved over the
crowd. He noticed Carl, sitting
with tense face at the press
table. Donlan, grim and for
bidding, in the first spectators
row. Somewhere in that crowd,
he knew, sat the mysterious
Secret Six. How he'd like to
bump them off!
GrilIing the Witness
The mention of his name
pulled his attention to the wit
ness box, where Keller. the
district attorney, grilled the
cringing Metz.
You say Scorpio handed you
a revolver" queried the Of
ficial.
Eyes, sir. He alw sys carried
it. Called it his lucky rod, be-
cause he never missed with it"
did Scorpio tell you to kill
Colimo with it?"
"Well-he didn't say any
thing-just handed me the gat
Il knew what he meant"
Newton was on his feet,
frantically objecting.
objection overruled," was
the Staccato interruption from
the bench. The district attor-
ney continued:
after the murder did you
hand the gun back to scorpio?"
yes"
Take the witness"
Newton rose, and caught the
witness gaze with his cold,
flinty eye. Just few ques-
tions," he murmured.
mo! I don't want to talk
to him! I won't! Let me
down." screamed the gangster.
The judge interrupted sharply.
"Answer-and tell the truth"
he ordered.
"You worked for Mr.. Colimo
once?" inquired Newton.
A Shady Past
'Yes-he fired me-for no
reason
Didn't you threaten to get
even?"
It didn't mean nothing"
Then Mr.. scorpio hired
you?"
The witness nodded. watch
ing the defense attorney anx-
iously. His agitation seemed
to increase.
How did Mr.. Scorpio find
out you were not really deaf
mute?"
cone day I lost my temper
and called him a."
"Was that the first time he
heard you speak? What did he
say?"
"He asked me what my racket
was"
He meant that no man pre-
tends to be a deaf-mute unless
he's hiding out, didn't he,
Dummy Hagen?"
That's not my name"
"No-you're right. That's not
your name. Your real name is
Eddie Fink, alias the Dummy.
Did you ever tell him you served
a term in Leavenworth prison
for defrauding the mails-that
you served a term in San
Quentin for robbery and assault
with a deadly weapon?"
II never told him anything
of the kind"
Newton paused and jabbed
an accusing index finger at the
witness. The crowd sat in tense
silence.
"And Mr.. Scorpio continued
to befriend you-expecting that
you would return his kindness
with loyalty and service" grated
Newton.
Another Threat
QOn remember.
"No-it'S obvious you don't re-
member his many kindnesses.
Your honor, If I may suggest it.
I think it would be a very wise
move on the part of the police
department to investigate the
criminal history of this Eddie
Fink, alias Hagen, alias Metz.
They will find that he is wanted
right now in San Quentin as a
| jailbreaker@'
Metz was on his feet, strug-
Cling in the arms of two bail.
ifs.
Don't send me back-it's a
lie!" he screamed. Don't send
me back to prison! I tell you
Scorpio gave me the gun! l
can prove it! He was going to
give me two thousand fish"
The bailiffs dragged the strug-
Cling man past the council
table.
Metz glared at Scorpio.
I'll get you! I'll get you!" he
screamed. as he was dragged
toward the prison corridor en-
trance.
I'll spill the works!"
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