"And are most of them rented?"
"All but the five I showed you. I tell you the man who owns this building has a fine thing out of it. He must make a lot over his expenses."
"Who owns it?" asked Roy, wanting to see how much the janitor knew.
"I couldn't tell you. Mr. Annister never told me. He hires me. I guess he must have an interest in the property."
"Yes, entirely too much of an interest in it," thought Roy. "He has some of my interest, and I'm going to get it back."
There was one thing more he wanted to know.
"Are the tenants good pay?" he asked.
"They have to be, young man. If they get behind a month Mr. Annister puts them out. That's why those five offices are vacant. But they'll soon be rented. You'd better hurry if you want one."
"My friend will think it over," answered the boy from the ranch.
He had found out what he wanted to know. The property, instead of decreasing in value as Mr. Annister had said, was increasing. Nearly every office was rented at a good price, and the tenants were prompt pay, save in a few instances. It did not require much calculation to see that the income from the property was nearly double what Mr. Annister reported it to be to Mr. Bradner. That meant but one thing. The dishonest agent was keeping part of the rent for himself, and sending false reports to Roy's father.