“No wonder. He had plenty to laugh about!”
“I’m serious, Tim! This ain’t no joke!
“There’s only one guy could fight like he did — only one guy who could laugh like that. And if he’s trying to hurt your racket, you’ll need all them gorillas you’re going to give me. All of ‘em!”
“Why?”
“Because I think that guy was The Shadow!”
Tim Waldron leaned back and laughed. He glanced at Ernie Shires, and when he saw his henchman’s serious expression, Tim laughed again.
“You been hearing that stuff, too?” he questioned. “A guy in black called The Shadow? Baloney!”
“He’s real, all right, Tim!”
“Yeah! Real enough to frighten kids on the radio and to jump in on snow sniffers that see things half the time.
“But if he’s out to muss up any rackets, he’s due for a fade-out! And if he’s beginning with mine, he’s all wet! Get me?”