“Have you found the rightful heir, chief?” asked Patsy Garvan eagerly.
“I believe I have,” was the detective’s calm reply.
CHAPTER XXIX.
THE INSURGENTS.
While Nick Carter and his two assistants were waiting for the motor car that was to take them up to the Milmarsh home ahead of the crowd of angry purchasers of Paradise City property there was increasing wrath among the men and women following Bonesy Billings.
“We’ll burn the place down over his head!” yelled one frantic woman, who had given up every cent her late husband had left her to make a payment on Paradise City. “Any man who would rob a poor widow ain’t fit to live.”
“Kill him first and burn down the house with his carcass in it!” screamed another feminine voice.
“Louden Powers! He’s the one!” roared a big man.
“He ain’t no worse than Andrew Lampton!” declared another.