But neither of those personages put in their appearance. At that particular moment, they were in Savoli’s denlike office, discussing a personality whom they had never seen — The Shadow.
They had not yet asked Monk Thurman what he knew about The Shadow. In fact, they were speculating just where The Shadow might be; and the last place that they would have suspected was Savoli’s own library!
The man in black seemed in no hurry to leave his chair in the silent room. Instead, he looked about him, and his gaze fell upon the spot so often chosen by Mike Borrango as a favorite standing place.
Rising, the sable-clad man walked to the bookcase, and ran one white hand along the lowest row of leather-bound volumes.
He noticed one book that was the fraction of an inch farther out upon the shelf. He removed the volume and inserted his hand in the space it had left.
A moment later there was a slight click. The bookcase swung outward, revealing a small room, with a passageway beyond.
The man in black replaced the volume, entered the tiny room, and partially closed the bookcase behind him.
The passage led to a circular stairway. The man went down the dark spiral and reached a wall at the bottom. Here his tapering fingers showed white amid the gloom, as he sought for a hidden spring. At last the wall swung outward to his touch, and he stood in a small apartment on the third floor.
The place was furnished, but it showed no sign of occupancy. There were two spring locks on the door that led to the elevator hallway.
The man in black examined the locks, and soon satisfied himself that they were vulnerable. In fact, he opened the outer door of the apartment, and experimented with master keys that he drew from a pocket of the cloak.