“Let’s see that note? Where is it?”
Al produced the much-folded, dirty scrap and handed it to Barney.
“No!” he shook his head after a careful study. “Don’t recognize it!”
“The supply clerk?” hinted Bob.
“Not at all like his writing.”
“Well,” said Curt, “it’s done with an indelible pencil. Now that we know the ex-pilot is under suspicion, we can find out if he has an indelible pencil that he carries around—or, he might destroy it, considering what has happened since the note was written.”
“But who’s the note written to?” asked Bob. “It says ‘everything O.K.’”
“To whoever hired him. To Parsons, maybe—or to Griff——”
“That’s so!” Bob became very thoughtful.
“We ought to get a sample of the ex-pilot’s handwriting,” suggested Al, eagerly. “Shall I? I can try! They don’t know me out at The Windsock. Couldn’t I take my autograph album—and——”