The two men followed him into the hotel manager’s private room, and the door was closed.
“My name is Kerr,” the stranger said then. “I am a detective, and belong to the regular force here. I shall be very proud to work with Nick Carter on this case, if he comes, but it is my duty to get ahead on it, and clear it up before he arrives, if possible.”
“Of course,” responded Claymore.
Folsom nodded.
“Now,” said Detective Kerr, “you may answer this gentleman’s question. Who is the enemy you refer to?”
“You mean that man I heard threaten Mr. Judson’s life?” asked Claymore cautiously.
“Yes.”
“It was a farmer named Hank Low. He lives out beyond Mason Creek a few miles.”
Kerr made a note of the name.
“What led to the threat?” he asked.