CHAPTER XIII.
CHICK SIGHTS THE “BUZZARD.”
“Who is it, please?”
Chick Carter, with his ear to the receiver, waited for the reply.
“This is Winthrop Crawford. I wish to speak to Mr. Nick Carter, if I may.”
It was about two o’clock in the afternoon of the same day that had witnessed the meeting of Stone and Doctor Follansbee.
Unfortunately, Nick had just left the house, but his assistant had heard about Crawford.
“The chief isn’t in just now, Mr. Crawford,” he said, “but I don’t think he’ll be gone very long. Is there anything I can do for you? I’m his assistant.”
“Are you the man who was with him on board the Cortez?”