The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-08-15
CHAPTER HI

CHAPTER III
 aThe Golden, Nelse," the fat man repeated. The smile and the vicious tone didn't go together. That's what she is, too. Golden with money. Her father Is old Jay Milford, who has more millions than he knows what tO do with. We kind of figure he would give half million to get his girl back"
 'aToo dangerous. He'd have the whole federal outfit after uB"
 "Not dangerous the way we plan it. We want you to erect Q little smoke screen, crack open one of the smaller banks, and while the attention of the local boys b divided, the girl dIsap- pears. Disappears. That's all. A note comes t0 her parents next day saying she's tired and washed up with everything and has gone away-ghe won't say where = to rest . while. And will they please
 "Then, while the boys are still fFetting themselves sick about that bank business, we get in 6 little demand note to the family, with nobody the wiser. That b, until gettIn' wise iB too late. You'll Do back in Chicago with q good aiibi, and we'll be running this place, same aS we have been doing. Nobody could pin anything on us, because you did the Job."
 "Jobs", said Nelse slowly. "Thc bank and the snatch"
 "Both," Black Baid, "are right ID your alley. And half Of a half million for a nights work. You can't say that's not being gencr. ous."
 And no risk takenp
 T wouldn't say that. The Wal. rus here will help you contact the family. We'll stage a fake raid at Frenchy'S place across the river | .--Gome of our boys dreDsed Up n | police uniforms B0 you can pull VOLT stuff without the girl getting | wise. We'll have the hide-out spotted"
 "Frenchyg place. How do you know she'll go there with me?"
 "gheg here tonight. And that fellow with her isn't aB g0od- looking as you, NelSe. Nor half as smart, I'll bet. have an idea you could get that girl to go most anywhere" said suddenly in . calm, profess gional tone.
 The orchestra had struck lip again, and Molly and Wick were dancing.
 ''T must admit" Wick was say ing, "that the music iB fair for a place like this. Possibly the reason ig that the respectable butcher, baker, and candlestick- maker come here to mingle on termg of gaBtronomic and terpSls chorean equality with the burg lars and bIackmailers,"
 You're being fantastic" Molly laughed.
 The lights blurred while she was speaking, and suddenly went out, leaving only 6 dim, grayiBh haze through which the dancers moved ike shadows. The music gWelIed Vibrantly as though to aggure the crowd that everything was quite ali right.
 She was thinking, Dancing in the dark. Dancing dangerously with all kinds of people dancing around you in 6 queer sort Of intimacy"
 A tall Shadow-Brcnt of courBe-- had come clogc and was tapping Wick on the shoulder.
 "WeiI, all right, Brent" Wick replied, his tone indicating he was reluctantly relinquiShing her.
 Molly was WhirIed away in the darkness. Brent was really grand dancer, but tonight he was holding her too cl0Be.
 Now, without word, he leaned his head down against her own. Holding her much too close, really, IL was sort of thrilling, though to have Brent holding her like that.
 The lights hared on and Molly 1 gagped. She was looking into the deep blue eyes of a stranger the good looking young man who had to speak to that group of men near her table 8 few minutes ago.
 He said anxiousIy, eagerly: "Pleage be q good sport. If you only knew how I've wanted to talk with you. I read every line about you in the papers. And when saw you here, dancing, I---well, lost my head suddenly and cut In."
 Molly Gald coolIy, Tt was out- rageous."
 Y know ,it was," the stranger