Once again, The Shadow had foiled those who had sought his life!
CHAPTER XXV
THE SHADOW HEARS
PROKOP sat sullenly in his apartment. He was seated in an armchair, his eyes gazing at the opposite wall. He was a shrewd and capable man; even though he was neither subtle nor tactful. He disliked work that took too long to finish. That was why he was in an ugly humor.
It was nearly twenty-four hours since the last meeting, at which he had been foiled in his efforts to seize Arlette. Prokop had set the meeting early, in hopes that the Red Envoy would not put in an appearance.
He had also expected that the Red Envoy would visit his apartment; in fact, he had waited up until after one o’clock. But the man of mystery had not arrived.
At this particular moment, Prokop was wondering about the Red Envoy. The man who came from Moscow was amazingly well-informed. He seemed to possess some access to the secrets of the gang.
Prokop resented this surveillance; at the same time, he feared the Red Envoy. Prokop was the type of man who respected only those whom he feared.
Prokop had learned one fact of interest during the day. An elevator had fallen in a warehouse near the home of Prince Zuvor. He had gained this news through the papers — not from one of his agents.
The fact that the elevator had crashed was interesting; that no one had been found in the wreckage was disappointing.