Like shadows the three, arms touching, went down the hall. They could not contain their suspense. At an open door, partly drawn shut but not locked, they stopped. Looking through the crack, hardly daring to breathe or move, they saw Griff fit a key to his father’s desk, open it, take something from a small drawer—and walk confidently, if slowly, to—the safe in the corner!
Before it his light was held low, close. He was manipulating the knobs of the combination. As the partner’s son he had access to it, the chums realized. They forgot some of their caution but not all; they peered closely in through the crack of the door—and saw——
“Phew!” breathed Al, “he’s got—a package—of—money!”
CHAPTER XXI
CAUGHT AND CLEARED!
Spellbound the three watching youths saw Griff count the bills in that packet he had taken from the aircraft plant safe.
They heard the ruffle of paper as he ran through the ends of the crisp, new bills.
Then he stepped out of their line of vision.
With unexpected promptness, startling his companions, Al flung the door inward so that it banged against the wall. Instantly he leaped into the room. His chums followed. Startled, dropping his packet, Griff swung around to stare in amazement and terror.
“Drop those bills!” Al cried needlessly, “we’ve caught you red-handed!”
All three of the Sky Squad were in the room.