“Humph!” he muttered. “And Edmund Greer was released from Sing Sing only a month ago!”
Hurrying from his office, Nick boarded a Subway train and, leaving it at the station nearest his destination, jumped into a cab.
According to the dispatch a murder had been committed.
As the cab bowled along Nick wondered who it was who had been suddenly deprived of life.
Perhaps it was Mr. Field himself.
His nearest neighbor was all of five hundred feet distant, and the house was one to tempt the cupidity of the professional burglar.
In due season the cab pulled up before Mr. Field’s house and the detective sprang out.
To the driver he said:
“Just stay here until I send you word. I may want you.”
The detective went up the steps and rang the bell.