“Half an hour.”
“O.K.,” Cliff concurred.
Flash ordered the cab driver to stop. The racketeer leaped from the vehicle at the end of the block where the police station was located. Cliff saw him sauntering to his car. Joe Cardona had not reappeared.
“Move along,” growled Cliff.
He was thinking tensely as the cabman obeyed. The big objective tonight was Jerry Middleton. Cardona was on his way to find the missing man.
Evidently, Cardona had been delayed in the detective district. There would be another delay — how long, Cliff did not know — when the detective found the cabman missing.
Flash Donegan was also after Middleton, and he had a better chance than Cardona to get there first. But the racketeer was not going in person. For he had made an appointment to meet Cliff in thirty minutes at the Club Yama.
A race between the forces of law and the hordes of crime! It was Cliff’s duty to arrange another entry. Some one must get there for The Shadow — and that person must reach Middleton before the others!
CLIFF could not perform the mission himself. He knew that he must not jeopardize his position with Flash Donegan. That appointment at the Club Yama must be kept. There was only one course — Cliff must get word to The Shadow!
They were approaching a lighted corner, and Cliff saw a large drug store. Leaning forward, he poked his automatic into the cab driver’s ribs. As the man shuddered, Cliff ordered him to stop by the curb.