Martin Slade was drawing the net about him.
Both men were intent upon their different purposes. They did not glance about the empty lobby as they passed through the revolving door.
Hence Martin Slade, despite his watchfulness, failed to see a tall form in black emerge from the corner of the lobby and follow them into the street.
The Shadow was on the trail!
Chapter XIV — The Trap Closes
Martin Slade listened to Dick Terry's discourse as they rolled along through darkened streets. Dick, elated at having discovered a man who could give the inside story of Rajah Brahman, was telling Slade about Maude Garwood's weakness for matters psychic.
Slade, in turn, was agreeing cordially with everything that Dick had to say.
"It's a terrible racket," declared Slade. "Several times I've wanted to tell the police about it, but I didn't like to start trouble alone."
"I'm willing to," responded Dick.
"Good," said Slade. "I'll back you up. But we'd better see this other fellow first. He may prove useful." Slade parked his car in an obscure street. Dick, keen in his consideration of Rajah Brahman, had no idea where this place was located. He followed Slade through a narrow alley and up a steep flight of stairs. They entered a crudely furnished restaurant, which was provided with a rickety bar at one end of the room. A heavy-set, black-haired man was standing behind the bar. Other men were seated at tables. Slade pointed to a door at the far side of the room.