The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-10-20
CAST OLE CHARACTERS

MYRNA DOMBEY - heroine
Wife of the sensational s"ins
band leader.
Robert TAIT-hero. News
paper Observation-Disclosures:
ANNE LESTER-Myrnas clos
est friend. 81.
DANNIE FREELEY-offieer as
signed to investigate Ludoer
Dombey's murder.
Yesterday: Dombey is found
badly in debt. TAFT offers to buy
out Maey's $1,000 share in the
band, but Macy refuses. Could n
be that he wanted a club over
Myrna?
CHAPTER XVI
Had not The Swingateers been
in such a precarious spot. Tart
would willingly have paid Leonard
Macy $4,000 for his interest. But
at the moment it was an impos,
sibility; and he mad the added
feeling that, even if Macy were
offered that amount, he would re-
fuse.
TAFT wished that he knew more
about the circumstances under
which the share had been pur-
chased. But the only man who had
that information was Harris Rog-
ers, and TAFT had no desire to en-
counter him now.
II was a disconsolate and be-
wildered Bob TAFT who returned
TO his own room from Leonard
Macy's luxurious apartment, the
certified check still lin his pocket.
AS he opened the dooh, he heard
his telephone ringing furiously.
TAFT hurried to take it up.
"Robert Tait?" He did not rec
ognize the voice.
"Yes, this is TAFT.
81 have some interesting intor-
nation about the Ludden Dombey
murder"
TAFT hesitated. "Why don't you
notify Feeley down at police head
quarters" ,
"I can't do that, for reasons /
daren't explain over the tele-
phone"
"Then come up here. I'll be glad
TO see you"
81 can't do that either. If you
want to hear what / have to say
you'll have to come to my ad-
dress"
II sounded like a trick. and TAFT
was instantly aware of it. Yet
he couldn't afford to pass up any
bets. "All right" he said, "let me
have your address. I'll come right
over" The man gave an address
which TAFT recognized as on the
very edge of town, in a district
once a factory area. "Are you
sure of that address," he asked.
Il didn't know there were any
residences there"
An unpleasant laugh answered
him. 81 can't be choosy about
where | live. I've got a room on
the top floor of what used to be
a raineoat factory. Don't come I'M
less you want to. It's all up to
YOU"
"I'll be there"
He replaced the receiver, and
stared at the wall. He kept think
ing of Harris Rogers and his
threat. Then he brushed the no
ton aside. Perhaps this was the
very musician that Dannie Feeley
had been hunting for days. 1t was
certainly logical that George K.
Weeks had rstrogressed from that
gray lodging house to the top
floor of an abandoned raincoat
factory.
TAFT went to his bureau, took
out a small revolver and slipped
it into his pocket. Then he tele-
phoned for a taxi, and went down
to the curb to wait for it.
The address puzzled even the
taxi driver. "Say, that's a new
one on me, brother. Sure you got
the right address,"
81 think so. Remember the old
Millbay addition, where all those
red factory buildings are?"
"0h :. yeah, ! remember that.
There amt anything doing in that
part of town now"
TAFT grinned. There may be
tonight. Let's 60"
The driver snapped down the
metal flag and started the cab.
"It's okay with me-" he said.
II was a fairly long drive to the
Millbay additiin, but then began
the more tedious job finding the
street and number which TAFT had
received over the telephone. FL
nally they found the street, a
small dead-end affair. WELL"
muttered the driver. eve can't go