“You hike home and stay there,” he muttered to the woman. “I’ll see him and set him going. Leave it to me.”
Chick caught Patsy’s eye and signaled for him to shadow the woman. Half a minute later he followed Slugger Sloan from the house. Moll Damon was waiting outside, on a corner, for the crook. They met again and talked for several moments.
Chick and Patsy watched them from the stuss-house doorway, the former stating what he had overheard.
“Why are you banking so strong on it?” Patsy questioned.
“Because I happen to know that Sloan and Taggart were good friends,” said Chick.
“Gee! it may be then that Sloan was in the job last night.”
“That’s the very point.”
“But whom is he going to see, and why——”
“Wait! We’ll find out.”
The couple had moved on and were crossing the street.