“Send letter here.”
That had been the meaning of the three emphasized words. It was a short, cryptic message.
Harry was used to such calls. He had heard them by phone; he had listened to them over the radio. A few words, stressed at intervals, could carry complete instructions.
It was obvious that the call had come from Claude Fellows. The insurance broker was the man through whom Harry communicated with The Shadow.
So he was to send the letter to Claude Fellows. What letter?
Harry called the hotel desk.
“Any messages for me?” he asked.
“A letter here, sir.”
“Send it up.”
When the letter arrived, Harry merely noted that it was addressed to him. He placed it in a long envelope, and addressed it to Claude Fellows.