CHAPTER XI
A Threat
Betty Davis wheeled quickly about. She laughed to cover her confusion.
"Why, Miss Nichols! How you startled me!"
"I didn't mean to do that," Penny smiled. "If you're on your way home, can't I take you there in my car?"
The girl hesitated, and involuntarily, her eyes wandered toward the café. Then she stepped into the car.
"It's very kind of you to take me home, Miss Nichols. I'm not out alone this late in the evening as a rule, but something important came up. I searching for my brother."
"Jimmie?"
"Yes, how did you know?"