“You are bitter because of the past. You are willing to accept any future, if it brings you gain. So I offer you — a future!”
“Like the one Waldron had for me?”
“No! Not for the cause of crime!”
“For the cause of justice, then?” Marsland laughed bitterly. “For justice? I would prefer crime!”
“For neither crime nor justice!” came the low voice. “Your future lies in the cause of The Shadow! To do my bidding will be your one task. Do you accept?”
A strange light gleamed in Clifford Marsland’s eyes as he turned his gaze upon the man in black. The room and its surroundings seemed unreal.
Beside him, the body of a murdered man; before him, a mysterious figure that possessed amazing knowledge.
It captured his imagination. Clifford Marsland could make but one reply.
“I accept!” he said.
“You promise full obedience?”