Bob felt his own heart sink for he knew that unless the fugitive was recaptured, their hopes for a real break in the radio mystery were slim.
Chapter XVIII
MEAGER HOPES
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Merritt Hughes stared hard at the police sergeant as though he dared not believe the officer’s words.
“Say that again, Barney. There must be some mistake.”
“There was,” grinned the sergeant. “Condon Adams made a mistake in questioning that fellow alone. Things certainly happened fast and furiously around here.”
The federal agent shook his head.
“We’re certainly not getting the breaks in this case,” he growled. “Where’s Adams?”
“He’s out with one of the radio patrols.”
“Have any idea where this fellow went when he made his break from the station here?”
“He forced a passing motorist to pick him up, but we didn’t even get a good description of the car. Oh, it was a smooth job.”