Evening star., 1942-02-06

Can you read 1t without faintinl
sgain?" She tried to smile back.
YES"
He put q pillow against her bach
and handed her the newspaper.
The police had raided Al Jonas
gambling club. A shot had beer
fred and a policeman killed. When
the squad rushed into the room
they found Earl Dixon with smok-
ing gun in his hand. He was
staring at it and giggling stupidity
There were signs Of hasty retreat
Drawers were open and empty.
II don't believe he did it-unless
he was 50 drunk he didn't know
what he was doing, Lvia said"
She told Bruce all she knew about
her father.
THE last time I saw him was at
Terry Davidson's apartment" Bruce
compressed his lips at the name.
So he was in this, too. 1t would
give him great pleasure to mess up
that pretty weak face.
IT guess I'm kind of stupid" Livia
said, because, of course, Terry kept
the money I gave for my father
And now Jonas is blackmailing me,
she concluded desperately. Bruce
was thoughtful for some minutes
'T think" he said finally, I'LL
call on Mr.. Jonas"
NO, don't"
From now on I'm handling this,
Livia."
But what good will 1t do? Be-
sides, my father had the gun in his
hand"
Mrs. Sayles came in.
whats the matter?" she said IN
alarm.
'Livia's been working too hard,
Bruce said easily. He called his
doctor and stayed with Livia until
The first thing was to find Terry
During the period Of his courtship OF
Bruce's sister Elizabeth, Bruce had
done some research on Terry. He
found him on the third try in q
secondhand furniture shop in Los
Angeles which was a camouflage
for a group Of bookmakers who
worked for Jonas.
Terry rose nervously when he saw
Bruce In the doorway. He was
playing poker with three men, and
they stared stolidly at Bruce with
out interrupting the game.
What do you want?" Terry asked
angrily.
ITO talk to you," Bruce replied
quietly
Anything wrong. Terry?" said
the player dealing the cards. Terry
hesitated.
I'll be back" he said and fol-
lowed Bruce into another room.
"Okay, what's on your mind?"
Earl Dixon" Bruce said. He
rolled a cigarette and looked re-
fectively at Terry.
whats that got to do with me?"
Terry attempted to laugh, but 1t
did not quite come of. Il suppose
Livia Clarkson has tried to implicate
me. If that's all you came form
busy" He turned to go back into
the other room. Bruce crushed his
cigarette with a swift movement
and grabbed Terry's arm.
Not 50 fast" he said softly.
Besides, I didn't say you had any
thing to do with the shooting. BY
the way, how's E. c. Forsythe and
Companv, Incorporated. doing?"
The blood drained from Terry's face.
what dye know about that?'
ne said huskily.
you'd be surprised" Bruce said.
Il know, for instance, that they I'M
Bort silk from the Orient
Terry's breathing came . little
easier.
And I know" continued Bruce,
sthat the silk business is a cover-up
for the importation OF drugs. Are
you still peddling 1t In Los An
eeles7"
whats this got to do with Dixon
or the policeman" Terry clustered.
Did Jonas murder him?" Bruce
said. Terry looked nervously to-
ward the inner room.
Not 50 loud" he whispered.
IT let you of the last time" Bruce
said. because I didn't want my
sister involved in the filthy mess.
But unless you come through now
the police will investigate e. c.
Forsythe and Company, Incorpor-
ated Well?"
"1'll see you tonight" Terry whis-