The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-12-02
THE LADY Is
RECKLESS
BY ROB EDEN

ca man oPftdAcu lToIu inc aueN-
ton where several cars were park
ed and walked slowly in Bob's
direction.
Brock dueked back around the
corner. grasping the brick firmly
in his hand.
He was prepared TO strike a
quick blow for freedom IL he had
to. He was quite sure the man
hadn't seen him. else he would
have called out.
After several minutes of tense
waiting. with nothing having hap
pened and no sound of anyone
coming toward him. he risked an
other look around the corner Of the
house.
The man he had seen was Lean
ing against the side of the house,
his back toward Bob, putting on a
cigsret.
He was looking at the cars.
Brock started to creep toward him.
thankful that the heavy grass
made his steps soundless. He was
quite certain there was no one else
on that side of the house.
He eyed his prospective victim
as he neared him. He was a slight
man, although he appeared wiry.
and Bob imagined he would put up
pretty tough fight If given a
chance.
A cap was on his head, and he
appeared utterly unconscious Of
impending danger.
Three feet from him, Bob gath
cred himself together. his weapon
poised, and suddenly leaped out.
His arm descended and he heard
a sickening pop as the brick crush
ed down on the mans skull.
Slid Down
With a grunt, the victim slid
down the side of the house and lay
huddled on the ground.
Sorry" Bob muttered. "but it
had to be done. Hope I didn't put
him out for keeps"
He hastily went through the
mans pockets. finding a small key
which looked like the ignition key
of a car.
In his side coat pocket was an
ugly looking automatic revolver
which Brock appropriated. He
wouldn't need the brick any more,
now.
Examining the man briefly, he
saw he was still breathing. and
crept on to the front of the house.
Cautiously. screened by shrubbery.
he looked out. There wasn't an
other guard in sight.
Guess they left it all to this
one man." Brock decided. Any
way. I'll have to take a chance"
There were three cars parked at
the side of the house. One of them
was the big dark limousine which
had brought Jill to the house.
The other was an open touring
car, and the third was a small
roadster of popular make. The ig-
milton key. Bob guessed rightly.
would fit the roadster.
He tried it, and it did. and he
turned it on and made sure that
the car was out of gear.
A little beyond the parking
place, the road sloped sharply
downward. and he pushed the small
car in that direction. As 1t started
to roll by its own momentum. he
jumped in and gently pulled on
the emergency brake.
Two Cars
Then he dug a wrench out of
the front compartment Of the car.
and turned TO the other two auto
mobiles.
1t took him five precious min
utes to unscrew the drain plugs on
the bottom Of their gasoline
tanks, but he knew they were five
minutes well spent.
Without gas. they'll have a hot
time making a getaway" he told
himself. except to get down the
hill"
Climbing quickly into the small
car. he released the brake. Slow
". It started down the incline and
ne let it roll. He didn't dare start
the motor. the noise would have
brought Fenwick's men storning
OUTSIDE and they would have shot
liz down before he had a chance
70 get away
Faster and faster the car spun
cow the hill and Bob was kept
busy guiding il. holding i, on The
elrT1ng road.
A. tae point where the dirt road
Jo-oed The main highway. ne slow
e down. essed his clutch into high
gear, and slnoS cheered as the
ar leaped forward toward Ra<l-
Ton.
He had gone nearly four miles
before he saw q farm house. He
barely slowed down. and then con-
-lnUed on his way.
Hall mile further be saw an
'ther house, pulled Up to the gate
mo slammed on his brakes. He
ieeded a telephone and he had
zen the wires running in from
ne poles on TIRE road 70 this one
Re ysUlted the fence and ran
0wsrd the house.
Ito Be COnfinnedl
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