“I gotta pal,” began Lance.
“We need more than one,” declared Flash. “I’m getting up a mob, boys. It’s going to be curtains for The Shadow!
“Now you two keep mum. Be sure of the gorillas you get. Take on some bozos that are quick with the rod, and not afraid to use it. I don’t care who we have to bump off — so long as we get The Shadow.
“Remember, I’m slipping you fellows some extra gravy, and I’m counting on you!”
“How many rods do you want?” questioned Dip.
“Four. Besides you two,” was the answer.
“I’ll get two,” asserted Lance Bolero. “I’ll have Tony Caprona and Gringo Butz on the job tonight. They were goin’ to join up with Bush Holman’s crew, before Bush got bumped off. I’ll have them tonight. Tony an’ Gringo, both.”
“How about you, Dip?” asked Flash. “I’m interested now in this guy you were telling me about.”
“Cliff Marsland? He’s an ace, Flash. Just came in from Chi. He’s a killer. Smooth with the rod. He’s worth any two guys—”
“Get him, then. Find another guy besides. Keep on the job from now on. You take charge, Lance — up there. You’re to keep me posted, Dip, like you’ve been doing.