The offer of ten thousand dollars seemed to arouse Monk Thurman’s interest. For once, the New Yorker appeared eager. But he quickly regained his accustomed calmness.
“Why is The Shadow here?” questioned Savoli.
Monk Thurman looked puzzled.
“How should I know?” he asked.
“You know something about The Shadow,” replied Nick Savoli. “I shall tell you what he said last night. He told me that I was responsible for the death of a man against whom I had no grievance. -“
“That is the way The Shadow works,” responded Monk. “He acts that way.”
“So I now understand. Yet” — Savoli laughed slightly — “there are many whose deaths I have caused.”
“The Shadow knows,” said Monk impressively. “Some time — not long ago — you must have caused the death of some friend of his — “
Mike Borrango stepped forward.
“I have it, Nick!” he exclaimed. “Do you remember that fellow that McGinnis put on the spot? Prescott? Society bootlegger?”