“I haven’t any idea. I put my hands in my pockets just now and the paper was in the right hand pocket.”
“But you know what this is?”
Bob nodded. “Yes, I know. It’s the missing paper with the radio secrets.”
Chapter XX
ON A LONELY STREET
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Uncle and nephew stared at each other across the litter of dishes and for a moment neither was able to speak.
“Bob, Bob, how did you get mixed up in this thing? What have you done?” There was anxiety and agony in every word that came from the lips of the federal agent.
Bob’s eyes widened.
“But surely you don’t think I took this? I couldn’t have done that.”
His uncle waved his hands impatiently.
“No, no, Bob. Of course that wasn’t what I meant. I spoke hastily. You’re clean enough in this thing. What I want to know is how did that paper get into your coat pocket and how long has it been there.”