B. JONAS
Clyde had never been inside that office. He had never known it to be unlocked. He knew only that a message dropped there was sure to reach The Shadow.
Clyde Burke was meditative as he rode uptown in the subway. He was thinking of the report he had just dispatched; and that report took his mind back to a very definite scene — the body of George Andrews lying in the morgue.
As Clyde half closed his eyes, he could picture two sights — that rope mark, with the thin white line running through it, and the round white spot in the center of the dead man’s forehead. The meaning of those discoveries was now plain to Clyde Burke.
He knew, with all positiveness, that George Andrews had not committed suicide! Andrews had choked to death — that was true — but not because of the rope that had been found around his neck.
He had been strangled with a slender cord, that had left its narrow indelible trace. And the murderer, whoever he might be, had implanted his mark upon the dead man’s forehead as a ghastly symbol of his evil deed!
Very shortly, another would know the truth about the death of George Andrews. Clyde wondered what this amazing information would mean to his mysterious chief — The Shadow!
CHAPTER III
WATCHERS OF THE NIGHT
THE following afternoon, Rutledge Mann was again seated in his office in the Badger Building. Once more he was considering a newspaper clipping. This one told of a more startling case than the death of George Andrews.