“Yes.” There was calm assurance in Monk Thurman’s reply.
“Tell Genara and Anelmo to wait,” commanded Savoli, addressing his enforcer. “Tell them that Monk will be there. Tell them to admit him when he gives the secret signal. He is to take charge.”
Borrango quickly repeated the new instructions. Monk Thurman leaned back placidly in his chair. He had delivered his ultimatum, and the big shot had heeded it.
Savoli showed no antagonism because of the gangster’s action. Instead, he seemed convinced that Monk’s plan had merit. Nevertheless, he became critical the moment that Borrango hung up the telephone.
“Suppose the man will not talk?” he questioned, again.
“He will talk,” said Thurman.
“You think so. But if you fail to make him talk — “
“If I fail, there is another course to take. We must not kill this prisoner.”
“Why?” There was surprise in Savoli’s voice.
“Living,” said Monk, “the man will serve us well. The Shadow may learn that we have him. The Shadow will try to rescue him. Then The Shadow will be revealed — “