The white hands were now running through the pages of the address book. Keen eyes were scanning the names registered there.
After one quick search, the hands turned back the pages to the letter M. Under that letter appeared the only other name that fitted with the idea upon which the plotters had been working. The name was Mitchell — Zachary Mitchell.
The address book was cast aside. The Shadow had the telephone book. He found the name of Zachary Mitchell. It was listed twice as attorney, Bridgeton Building; residence, an address on One Hundred and Twenty-fifth Street.
The Shadow spoke into the telephone. He was calling Burbank. He gave quick, short instructions.
Then he arose, whirled toward the door and left the room. A low laugh sounded as the man in black strode toward the front door.
It was not a laugh of pleasure. It was a laugh of grim determination.
CHAPTER XX
THE SHADOW ARRIVES
“So you are Theodore Galvin’s nephew,” said Zachary Mitchell.
Bob Maddox nodded.