The man’s eyes shone on hearing this news. “Good work. We’ll follow them this time and try to get the ringleaders of the gang as well as those two. I must get word to my men right away on both sides. You’re still at the La Esperanza Mine?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll let you know how I come out. Many thanks for your help.” With that the man rushed off toward a side exit.
Feeling relieved and happy that she had succeeded in delivering this message, Jo Ann walked on to the front to look for the girls and found them, as she had thought she would, buying fruit and vegetables.
Peggy was the first to spy her. “You don’t have to tell us you’ve had success, Jo,” she said. “You’re smiling from ear to ear.”
“I didn’t mean to be that jubilant.”
“You have a right to be happy,” Florence said warmly. “Peg and I are glad, too, aren’t we?”
“Sure.”
While Peggy and Florence selected the fruit and vegetables, Jo Ann made the other purchases, chiefly by means of the sign language, as her Spanish was not sufficient for bargaining. As soon as they had all finished their buying, Florence found two small Mexican boys to carry their piles of packages to the car. With the boys at their heels they started out to the street, Florence in the lead.
Just as she stepped out on the street, Florence caught sight of the newsboy, his face and head bleeding, almost surrounded by a crowd of people.