“Great stuff,” I told him.
“I wanted to go to it to-morrow night. But he couldn’t manage that. He’s going out of town to-morrow. However, he promised to take me the night after. That’s Friday night. But I am to be blindfolded, to travel in a closed car and to pay $200 for the privilege. Pretty steep, eh?”
“It ought to be some party,” I remarked.
“You’d think so,” Moore continued. “Now I’ve been thinking the thing over and I can’t believe that a gang like that will give me the slightest chance to learn where I am going or how I got there. They couldn’t afford to. And they’re probably too clever to fool.
“That leaves two other courses open to us. We can try to find out beforehand approximately where they are going, and you can pick me up on the way and follow on. Or you can attempt to follow me from the start. But if they are the clever rogues I think they are, the latter will not be easy.”
“Nor the former, for that matter,” I remarked.
“Perhaps not,” Moore replied. “But now that we know definitely that Vining is mixed up with some gang, even if it isn’t the one we are looking for, I think we can take more definite steps to find out more about him. And he’s to be away to-morrow afternoon.”
“Search his rooms,” I said.
“Exactly,” said Moore. “What do you say?”
“Do you think he’s at all suspicious of you, Moore?”