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nodding to- s is private," said' 'Riggs. man seated alone at the corner the short "man. THE His crisp, ward _ table was tall, lean and brown. thick-set dim "But of course," agreed the hair seemed even blacker, in the black man. "Blow. Runty." the night club. His long, strong interior of the*little man withdrew and the plain ginger ale Silently fingers gripped a glass of him. customers steel door closed behind as he surveyed the rest of the you have here, long "Quite a nice office with grey eyes, looking out from under Gutson." said Riggs, casually. lashes. , - , "Thanks," replied Gutson. "Brandy? quietly for perhaps 15 min- . He had sat swiveled his chair to reach a tuxedo As he spoke he utes when a short, furtive man in him. for a decanter on a table behind approached and beckoned to him. "Please "No thanks," responded Riggs. "Never with me, Mr. Riggs." come stuff. Em here on business." and followed. His stride touch the Ben Riggs rose Gutson. "Still a Junior short man led "Ah yes," said was long but unhurried. The laughed, a very G-Man, I presume." Gutson him up maroon-carpeted stairs and along a insincere laugh. narrow corridor toward a blank wall. When "I'm here on a little matter of blackmail, within three feet the wall parted they were Riggs. "My client is young make an opening the continued •lowly, noiselessly, to Huntington II and he has no Cadwallader P. J. size of a doorway. Ben Riggs made instructed me to collect certain IOU's in comment, but his alert eyes had noted the your possession. Fifty-thousand dollars barely perceptible side-step of his companion believe. Money he lost playing approached, had noted the exact worth. I as they machines. I hap- carpet-hidden your crooked gambling spot where a foot touched a over pen to know that you're holding these button in the floor. head to try to persuade him to influence moved single-file through the open- his They mayor, to enact certain leg- behind them. The his father, the ing, then the wall closed you even richer steel islation which would make ihort man led across a bare room to a at the expense of the taxpayers." door knocked twice, then once, then three Gutson puffed his cheeks and waggled too. slid back, revealing a times. This door. replying. Then, "Rath- thick-set, bald- his thick lips before richly appointed office and a con- er a serious charge. One requiring ing man, seated behind a desk. He paused, took In the templation and discussion." Ben Riggs' photographic eyes with, pushed a humidor toward Riggs whole layout ar*a glance. As he entered, he "Have a cigar?" spotted the fragile lamp near the door. He "No thanks," said the tall man, never looped a fine, silk string over the lamp. He ' stuff." ' seeming to pause or hesitate. touch the did it without smoke? out- skilled "But you don't mind if I The action was one of a supremely Gut- arched his brows. At Riggs' nod, magician pertoru ing a sleight-of-hand trick sort into the humidor. His hand either of the other son reached and was unnotic ;d by al- quickly and in it was a small, As Riggs monoved toward the desk, a came out men. It was pointed at invisible thread most toy-like revolver. fine strand of allal but said private detective. "Raise 'em!" trailed behind hin the blubbery lips. "Ah, Mr. Riggs, lid the mai behind the ep yoi ing. Do the desk. "Sorry to slowly as he the «IGGS raised his hands i mouthed the the gun. The man behind but his eyes were chilly. eyed words cordially, evenly but with a note seating himself desk began talking, •Thanks," said Riggs, you, Junior of triumph. "Very foolish of across from the desk. G-Man, to try to crash the big time. Now, "What can I do lor you?" (Please turn to next page) you understand, you know too much. You Huntington, but material sufficient for a can't live. Little Betsy here doesn't make dozen big blackmail operations, Riggs had much racket and these walls are sound- what he wanted, and more. His only prob- proof, anyway. One slug between the eyee lem was how to get the evidence out of a will finish you. steel-encased office and past a small army "Then you'll disappear. Nobody will of Gutson's hired gunmen. you. that know what happened to But The detective moved around behind his never, never young punk, Huntington, will unconscious host and began cautiously get another private eye to handle his dirty opening the desk drawers. In the upper washing." left he saw It ; a tiny inter-com box. Taking Across the desk, the man with the gun a big chance he blubbered his lips and could see only the upper part of Riggs' into it, giving the best imitation of body, the steady eyes, the upraised hands. spoke He could not Bee the quick, sideways move- Gutson he could muster. "Runty, come on ment of Riggs' left foot. There was a crash in. Alone 1" as the lamp by the door fell from its ped- Then he switched off the inter-com and estal. leaped to a stand beside the door. He wait- ed, scarcely daring to breathe. If his mimi- »FHE crash startled Gutson. His eyes cry had failed, he knew he was a dead duck. * moved toward the sound. In that split- The door opened. Runty, moving across across the desk, like a second, Riggs was the threshold said, "Well, boss, did you cat. His right hand gripped the pistol, ." plug the . . turning It aside. His left fist plunged hard His voice died on his Hps as he felt the under the fleshy double chin. "Besty" went pistol in his ribs. Through tight teeth off and a slug buried itself harmlessly in Riggs said, "If you want to live. Runty, the wall, but Riggs paid no attention, be- for lieving that the room was, indeed, sound- turn slowly and open the outer door proof. me." He wrested the little pistol from the now Runty turned slowly, walked with the relaxed grip of the groggy Gutson and gun in his ribs. He stepped on a button, the tapped the chunky man across the head wall slid back. As it started to move, he groan, Gutson with it. With a very small opened his mouth to yell, but a tap on the sank lower into the swivel chair. side of the head snuffed out all voice and know how Riggs worked fast. He didn't he sank slowly to the heavy carpet. Riggs Perhaps Gutson had much time he'd have. walked through the opening, stepped on some of signaling to henchmen if any- way the outer button, and the wall closed behind thing went wrong in the office. Perhaps him. there was a pre-arranged time limit for all visitors. »EN Riggs was seated in an easy .chair, He went first to the walls and began his stocking feet on a hassock, at he hauling down the pictures, big, handsome glanced idly at the headlines. sporting prints of horses and foxhunters. There was no time to admire them. He rip- RACKETEERS ARRESTED walls and threw ped the first two off the Night Club Exposed as Front then raced for the third. them to the floor, For Crooked Gambling, too. he threw to the floor, but at the This, Blackmail Ring same time exclaimed with satisfaction. Be- hind it was a wall safe. The man looked up as his small son ap- turning the dial, His long fingers began proached, • cloud across his young face. his ear listening to the fall of the tumblers. The boy was wearing a tin star on hit sardine can. This one should be easy. A jacket. necessary Evidently Gutson had not felt it "Papa," he said mournfully, "one of the burglar-proof safe in his to have a really big boyB laughed at me- today for being a steel-encased of- practically burglar-proof, Junior G-Man." fice. "That's all right, son," smiled ,Rigg«. and reached in. Riggs got the door open "One of the big boys laughed at me and bundle of papers His hand came out with a called me the same thing. But he's not rubber band. No neatly held together by a laughing now! No, sir, he's not laughing securities. But things of much money; no now I" greater value to * racketeer such as Gutson. young THE END Here were not only the IOU'i from