Was Harry still a captive, or was he dead? Cliff wondered if The Shadow knew.
“Meanwhile,” said Flash, “Lance and his gorillas were laying here, and they bumped off Snooper Perry. That gave Cardona an idea about this alleyway of ours, because he had a dick watching Snooper.
“I got a tip-off late this afternoon. That’s why I called you, Dip, and told you to bring Marsland up here.”
“I getcha,” responded Dip. “Cardona’s goin’ to raid, is he?”
“That’s the straight dope,” declared Flash emphatically. “What’s more, the guy that gave me the tip-off told me something else.
“Cardona got a phone call from somewhere. Somebody wised him up that it would be a good hunch to raid the warehouse across the way. He knows that we’re guarding an entrance there.”
“Who tipped off Cardona?” quizzed Dip. “The Shadow?”
The question brought a thrill of hope to Cliff Marsland. He knew that no one but The Shadow could have obtained such important information; and also that Joe Cardona would not act on any ordinary word from an anonymous source.
“I don’t know who tipped him off,” said Flash, “but I’ve got my orders from the big shot. We’re going to blow the works. Any copper that shows his mug goes the voyage.
“Now, here’s the lay: I’m going to the end of the alley by the garage room and stay there. You go to the other end, Dip, and stick behind that iron door on the edge of the alley.