‘It will be, as far as that’s concerned,’ said Morgan.
‘Then yuh better wait until it is, Dave.’
‘Yea-a-ah? Well, I’m just a little curious to know what’s in that safe, Dell. All this talk about wills has kinda made me wonder if there is such a thing. You boys can check up everythin’ in there, and I won’t take anythin’.’
‘Well, that might be all right,’ dubiously. ‘As long as we put everythin’ back, Dave. I don’t want to get in bad with the law, you know.’
They went over to the safe and watched Dave Morgan insert the key. The safe opened easily. For a moment there was no sound, and then Spike Cahill whistled softly.
The safe was empty! Not even a scrap of paper. Dave got to his feet, looking from face to face.
‘Looks pretty clean, don’t it?’ he asked softly.
‘It does,’ admitted Dell Bowen.
Dave walked back to the table and dropped the key. He did not bother to lock it again.
‘I don’t quite sabe that empty safe,’ said Bowen. ‘The boss must ’a’ cleaned it out before he got killed.’