“And have the officers find him with the broken vault in the morning? I should say not.”
“Where do you want to take him?”
“To a place where we can cut him up, of course.”
“That’s the doctor of it,” said Gilmore, with an oath.
Then Nixon stepped back to where the three men were talking.
“Are you going to cut Nick Carter up, too?” he asked.
“Of course.”
“Who let you in?” asked Nixon.
“The fellow at the door.”
“He was there when you came in, then?”