"Will the police make the raid?" Penny inquired curiously.
"Yes and no. So far I have taken only one man into my confidence."
"And who is that?"
"Jerome Davis."
"I was at his house this evening," Penny announced. "A threatening note was thrown through the window while I was there."
She repeated the contents of the message.
"No doubt it came from the Molberg gang," her father said. "They are doing everything in their power to intimidate Jerome Davis. But I believe he is a man who can be trusted. Tomorrow night at eleven o'clock he will be ready with a picked group of policemen. No one but himself will know any of the details of the raid until it is actually on. In that way there will be almost no danger of the information leaking out."
"Where is this other hideout which is to be raided?"
"I can't tell you that. It isn't that I don't trust you, but sometimes an unguarded word will destroy the work of weeks."
"I guess it's just as well I don't know too much about it ahead of time," Penny agreed.