“It may, but I hate to believe it. Jacobs is a foreigner and he has a brother who only recently escaped from a midwestern prison and who has made a bad record.”
“Does his description tally with that of the fellow who escaped from jail?”
“That’s just it. There is a real resemblance and Condon Adams says he is certain that Jacobs’ brother, Fritz, is the man who escaped from him.”
“Maybe Adams is too anxious to build up a case,” said Bob.
“That’s true, but the facts are starting to click and it looks like the Jacobs brothers are going to be in for some unpleasant hours. Arthur is down at the central station now.”
“But it doesn’t seem possible. I’ve known him for a long time; he didn’t seem like the kind who would get involved in anything like this.”
“That’s just when you lose your way,” he said. “Don’t take anything for granted. If you want to succeed in intelligence work you have to put a question mark around everyone.”
Chapter XXVI
A BREAK FOR BOB
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Breakfast at an end, they left the hotel and the intelligence officer hailed a taxicab.
“We’ll go down and listen in on this grilling,” he said.