CHAPTER XII
The Missing Workman
No sooner had Max Lynch banged out of the office than Penny came hurrying in.
"What happened?" she questioned her father.
"Nothing. Max just decided to leave."
"You must have said something to him," Penny insisted. "When he went out he looked actually frightened. His face was as white as if he'd seen a ghost."
"I don't know what made Max change his mind about wanting to talk with me," the detective said, frowning thoughtfully. "He seemed to be startled when he saw that statue of yours."
"The Black Imp?" Penny asked in surprise.
"Yes, he took one look at it and started off without a word of explanation."