“Look,” said Jimmie. “They’re backing the truck into that alley.”
“That’s right,” Tom’s figure stiffened. “This may be something real after all.”
“Two men are getting out,” said Jimmie.
“Going inside. Perhaps it’s only a rehearsal after all.”
The men were gone for some time. The building on the corner, just ahead of Tom and his companion was vacant. Large, dusty windows on each side showed it to have been a store.
“Come on around the corner,” said Tom. “We can watch through those windows without being seen.”
Through those dusty windows they did watch but it was little enough they learned. In time the two men came out, carrying nothing. After they had climbed back into the truck, they drove away at a rapid rate.
“Just a rehearsal,” said Tom. “Wish I’d been able to come close enough to get a real look at them, but I didn’t dare.”
“If I’d had my telescopic camera,” said Jimmie, “I could have taken their pictures.”
“Too bad you didn’t,” sighed the detective. “Well, better luck another time.”