“That sends Lance Bolero and Gringo Butz to the center. Tony Caprona is dragging stuff in from my car. He’ll have everything ready for the three of them. When the dicks try to crash that alley, they’ll hit trouble.
“I think the big shot’s going to blow, after tonight. We’re going to wipe out Cardona and his squad. That’s all there is to it. When the raid starts from my end, I fire a signal. You do the same from your end, Dip.
“Your job is right here, Cliff. You can squeeze through that hole in the wall. You’re the sniper of this outfit. Let Lance and his crew take care of the pack. You pick off any stray cops that you see. Get me?”
“Right!” grunted Cliff.
“Come along, Dip,” ordered Flash.
Alone, Cliff Marsland went to the narrow window and found that it was just wide enough for his body. He squeezed through and hung above the alleyway.
He waited several minutes. Then he heard a slight murmur from beneath. He knew that Lance Bolero and Gringo Butz had joined their companion, Tony Caprona.
Cliff could not make out what was taking place, for all was pitch-dark below. He knew that Lance and his gorillas would have a tough assignment, stopping the onrush of massed police and detectives.
Minutes had gone by. All was totally quiet. Peering from his window, Cliff tried to pierce the darkness. Off on one street; he was barely able to see a car stopping at the entrance to the alley. Looking quickly in the opposite direction, he saw another car standing there!
Cliff unlimbered both his automatics. With one in each hand, he waited at his lookout.