CHAPTER X
THE SHADOW SPEAKS
THREE grim men were ready for business when the car swung up to the spot where Morris Clarendon was standing.
Brodie, at the wheel, had spotted the assistant prosecutor one hundred feet away, and had slackened the speed of the car so that the victim would be a perfect target for Machine-gun McGinnis and his unerring aim.
“Ready,” was all he said, and Steve Cronin repeated the word to McGinnis.
There was no mistaking Morris Clarendon, and he was the only man in sight. Of all the jobs that Machine-gun McGinnis had performed for Nick Savoli, this one appeared by far the easiest.
The killer chuckled as he prepared to pull the trigger, and his mirth was echoed by Steve Cronin, ready at his side.
Both men were intent upon the lighted wall where the living target stood.
Morris Clarendon had given himself up for lost, and was facing death with true bravery. But to such mobsters as McGinnis and Cronin, his attitude brought nothing but ridicule.
This deed was business to them. They were about to earn new service stripes in the cause of Nick Savoli; and the simplicity of this execution made them laugh.