The daily monitor. (Mount Clemens, Mich.) 1940-1942, 1941-07-03
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and they took him out IN tho
country. So he had TO beat them
up q little and then he had to
steal the truck to get back"
Callahan II still skeptical. 80
he comes back and kidnaps
your"
mo, Angus didn't do that. Mr..
Fitzwater did. He's the man who
gave me the job at the Purple
Pelican. Only his name isn't Fitz-
water-its Castaloni, and he's
crook"
Callahan is getting interested.
holy smokes! So its Fitzwater.
I always thought there was
something phony about that guy.
But how'd you get away?"
"Well, that's how Angus got
the truck all smashed up, Ado
reen explains. HE came out to
save me, and he had to drive the
truck through the wall into MIR.
Castaloni's house"
"All right, boys-hide 'em,"
Callahan orders. The officers put
away their guns. Nov, Miss
Mickletwidge, I'm beginning to
get interested. Maybe this story
is on the level. Anyway, we'll
try to pick up Castaloni, now
that we know who he Is, and
question him."
Angus leans against the truck.
"You won't have to do that, In
spector," he says. Hes right
here - in the back Of the truck.
The three fellows who wanted to
kill me are in there, too. They
work for Mr.. Castaloni.
In flash, all the guns are out
again, and they are pointed at
the truck. Callahan grabs the
doors and swings them open, and
everybody jumps back. When
they see the four squirming men,
tied up neat as Christmas pres
ents, they put their guns away.
The Inspector jumps into the
truck. Castaloni has revived and
he is asking please to be taken to
some safe Jail where Angus can't
get at him. Spike is also awake,
and he is willing to answer few
pertinent questions.
When the Inspector is finished
with the racketeers, he gives
orders and looks around for
Angus and Adoreen. He finds
them standing in the shadow of
q building on the sidewalk. An
gus arm Is around Adoreen's
slim waist, and they don't seem
to be interested in any further
technicalities of the law.
II don't like to interrupt" says
Callahan in a kindly sort of gruff
voice, but Spike Nudge is ready
to speak his piece and something
tells me Castaloni won't be hard
to crack. Spike already told me
enough to convince me that the
broccoli racket Is nipped in the
bud. hate to admit it, MacPhil-
lips, but you did . pretty thor
ough job"
Angus Is flustered. cav, it
amt much, Inspector. Addie here
did most of it,"
Just one more thing" the In
spector interrupts. I've been
thinking, MacPhillips, that if
you're going to be hanging
around New York, I'd feel safer
il I knew just where you were
all the time. Now know few
people around town. l can get
you q good job. And after you
satisfy the residence require
ment, maybe you can pass the
exams and get on the force. If
you're gonna stick around, Id
just as soon have you on our
side. How about it,"
Gosh, Inspector" says Angus.
THAT sure is nice of you, He
turns to Adoreen and reaches out
for one of her hands. "Addie, do
you suppose you could marry q
guy what's gonna be q cop?"
Adoreen looks up at Angus
with q tenderness that makes
even the hard-boiled Callahan
blush. It is too bad that her smile
is forever lost to the rest Of the
world.
II guess so, Angus" she MUIR
murs. Il guess if the New York
police department can get used
to you, so can l."
THE END