Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 151, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 November 1931 — Page 17

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. REOIN HF.RF TODAY w,,.J5 h ¥ n * JCPITER is robbed and murdered durlnK the eneazeraent narty SiA/ lve £. hf ‘" xcretary. MARY HARKftfr • MBrv '* acapeerare brother. KD“fflv, naav have been in the house at the murder hour, and has disappeared. The rubies fai cd to eet the iamous Jupiter Eddie Is run down and killed as ..e goes to meet Mary. INSPECTOR KANE drops the case, believing Eddie the murderer. Mr. JUPITER and DIRK believe the .same. BOWEN of kpe Star discover! a racetrack rambler -nd crook called THE ELY to whom Eddie owed monev. Bowen gives Marv a coat he found in the Jupiter house the night of the murder, ft is her brother's. The butler recognizes it as having been worn by a ‘gate-crasher' 1 he ejected that night. Dirk forbids Marv to go on with the Investigation because of the notoriety. They ouarrel. make up and Marv prom.ses to marrv him at once. While shopping for her trousseau. Marv s taxi crashes into a .speakeasy. NOW GO ON WI llf THE STORY CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (Contin- , ued> Mary took the card she proffered and went thoughtfully to the telephone. Bowen’s voice sounded very clipped and business-like over the wire—there was no sign of the wise-cracking companion of yesterday’s meeting. His serious tone impressed her as much as his words. “Miss Harkness, the man we were speaking of is in New York. Not hiding, exactly, but—in retirement, and seems to have a good deal on his mind.” “Yes?” “The talk is that he did both jobs. And underworld talk is usually pretty accurate. At least, I think this is. We can safely assume he is the man we are after. You understand, don't you? Rotten trying to talk over the telephone—” “What—what shall we do?” Mary asked. She sat down suddenly, surprised to find herself shaking with excitement. “What can we do, you mean,” he corrected her. “God, I don’t know. Several things. I don’t want to muff this. Neither do you, I take it. Ordinarily, I'd say take him in on the evidence we’ve got, and trust Kane to third-degree a confession out of him. “But I'm afraid —tell you frankly, this bird has a rep for being slicker than an eel. He’s been in a good many tight scrapes and wiggled out, legally. He’s got a record, but that was years ago. They haven’t pinned anything on him lately. ’’l don’t know, but it seems to me we ought to tie him up so tight he can’t get away before we try to make a pinch. That’s what I want to talk to you about. I’ve got a swell idea—look, is there somewhere I can see you??” “Why, I—” How could she see him tonight? Yet it might be her only opportunity. Tomorrow she would be married and gone. “I'm just trying to think—l have an engagement tonight, but it may be quite late.” “I’ve got a night assignment oil’d come there. But I’d like to see you—something I want to talk over with you. Could you come in and have dinner with me some place??” Mary thought rapidly. If Dirk was still at his office, she could go in and meet Bowen, and Dirk could call for her and bring her home. She really would see him much sooner that way. And so it was arranged. “Then come to this address”—she wrote down the number he gave her. “I’ll be there when yeu come.” tt tt tt DIRK had gone out to dinner, the bookkeeper said when she called his office, but would be back. Mary gave him the address of the restaurant. Mr. Jupiter had not come in— Spence reported his master had stayed at the Yacht Club for dinner with some of his old cronies. He had Tom, but in deference to her new clothes she called one of the other chauffeurs and drove into town in state. She had lost faith in taxicabs. Bowen stepped out of the shadow of a flight of stone steps to greet her. It was not until they had entered the place that Mary recognized it. “Why, this is where I was this afternoon!” she exclaimed as they threaded their way between tables to one in the angle of the wall. Half a dozen persons, all men. were scatered about the room, eating, drinking. Mary was about to relate the story

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of the taxi accident, when she caught sight of an unforgettably ugly face reflected In a sideboard mirror. It was Mike, the waiter. “Why, there's—” she began, but Bowen's gesture stopped her. “Better not.” he said. “Nothing to be scared of. I Just don’t understand all I know about this place, that's all. I'm going to find out something tonight.” Mike served them with an impasi sive countenance. The fat pro-; prietor looked in from an adjoining room, nodded to Bowen, failed to recognize Mary in her evening attire, apparently, and slipped back. a a a THATS Jack Shay,” Bowen told her in a low tone. “Jack's scared stiff. Somebody slammed inj to the front of his place this after- ! noon, and he hasn’t stopped shak- : ing yet. | “Jack can’t figure out what | they’re after him for, Mike tells me, but he's gonna put the bum’s rush on some guy he’s got laying up upstairs. Thinks it’s him they’re after. Gang stuff, probably.” Mary burst out laughing and told about the accident. “Well, keep it under your hat,” Bowen advised. “Let Jack worry a little, it won’t hurt him. Teach him not to let those bums hang around here the way he does. “Jack’s a right guy, but he’s always taking it on the knuckles for 'some' other guy. He's a regular ; grandma to all the crooks in Christendom. When they get in trouble, they take it on the lam for Jack’s, and he puts 'em up till they can get out of town or it blows over. “All I had to do was tell him Mike had a record, and he took him on. Heart as big as a beer-keg.” He grinned. “That’s why we’re dining in this dump tonight instead of in a joint that would fit those swell clothes of yours. I’m eating off the cuff this week.” “Then to avoid the solicitude in her eyes, he added quickly, “I wonder who it is he’s got upstairs? Vivian Gordon’s murderer, or the I guy that shot Rothstein?” He was ! being funny, now, and Mary smiled j appreciatively. i Mike, the waiter, totaled up the bill, scribbled on a pad, and laid I the sheet of paper face down on | the table. Bowen picked it up and prepared to sign it. His face changed color as he read. He handed it to Mary. “The Fly is here,” sjje read. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN waiter!” V-J Mike had moved off, but Dirk called him back “Where is he?” Mike jerked a thumb toward the I door at the rear of the room—the ! one leading into the private dining j room through which Mary had I passed in leaving the place that ■ afternoon. “He’s the one Jack’s been hiding?” Mike nodded. “We’ll have to work fast,” Bowen told Mary. It was plain that he was disconcerted by the news. His eyes glittered under their sleepy lids and the hand that plucked a fresh cigaret and lit it trembled. As for herself, Mary knew that she ought to feel terrified, but she did not. She merely was tremendously excited and filled with a kind ' of hard joy. Crisis was at hand! “They took me through that room j this afternoon,” she whispered. , “There were some men in there then. How does he look, The Fly?” Bowen answered absently, “I don’t know. God, what I’d give for the nerve to walk through that door j and poke him one!” He flicked a match away viciously. “Oh. don’t! He'd kill you,” Mary | gasped. He withdrew from that glittering day-dream to smile. I “Don’t worry. I’m no Jack the Giant Killer. If he got away, he | might go gunning for Jack, as a j squealer. Can't let anything hap- : pen to Jack ,the newspaper man’s hepe.” He gnawed his underlip in a frenzy of concentration. “You said you had an idea,” Mary reminded him timidly. "An idea for flushing him when |we didn’t know where he was,” ! Bowen replied. “It’s not necessary now.” He relapsed into disconj tented abstraction. ’ “What was it?” she probed.

i “Why—” he leaned forward and : traced a pattern on the tablecloth with his forefinger thoughtfully. “Simply this: that crook would give his soul for another chance at that necklace. I know it. I'd bet on it. “And I’ll lay you another bet— I don’t know who his playmates are in there, but ten to one they’re hatching some scheme to get that nceklace right now!” “It’s locked up!” Mary interposed quickly. “No doubt,” he answered dryly. “But there are ways of getting around that. Os course, if it’s in a safety deposit box there isn't much to worry about—” Alarm widened the girl’s eyes. “It isn’t,” she confessed. “It’s in Mr. Jupiter’s personal safe. He wouldn’t take it to the bank. No use locking the door after the horse was stolen, he said, and besides he didn’t care what became of the thing anyway. “He hates the thought that it was her jewels, you know—the jewels he gave her, that—” Bowen nodded, “But that’s no place for it. Somebody will be knocking him off one of these nights." “I told him. Mr. Ruyther did, too. He just says, ‘Let them come.’ He doesn’t care what happens to him now his wife’s dead.” Bowen was clicking a thumb-nail against his teeth and staring straight through her with bright, thoughtful eyes. “Well, they say lightning doesn’t strike twice in the same place,” he mused. “But just the same he’s taking an awful chance.” SUDDENLY he sat up and slapped the table with his hand. “By George.” he said. “Why not? Let him come, and be damned to him. And w’hile he’s grabbing the necklace we’ll grab him!” “Oh, no!” Mary cried, in alarm. She shuddered. “Why not arrest him now? Why leave him free to come back again and perhaps kill—” Patiently he explained. “We haven’t got anything on the Fly as it is. You and I may be convinced that he is the murderer of Mrs. Jupiter and undoubtedly of your brother as well. But what have we got to put before a jury? Not a scrap of evidence of any kind!” “Those men at the track—” “We haven’t even got a credible witness,” he went on. “Bookies, gamblers, touts. Can you see Mike there going on the witness stand and impressing a jury? They’d vote to hang him instead of the defendant. “No, we’ve either got to spend a lot of time and money digging for evidence, finding the jewels, finding the car, and the man who drove it, and maybe not getting anything conclusive after all, or getting him red-handed, if we can. If we get too hot on his trail—hot enough to really get the dope on him he may skip the country and then where would we be? Tied up with extradition proceedings, and a long-drawn-out legal battle. We’d both be old and gray before we got a conviction. “This trick isn’t as dangerous as it sounds, either. And you’ve got to remember this—if we get him to come to us, we can choose the time and be ready for him. If he comes when he pleases, we’re stumped.” “But are you sure he’d make another try for it? I should think he’d be too frightened!” “He’s not frightened at all. That’s the point! Why do you think he’s hiding from the police in there?” He threw back his head and laughed. “Don’t you believe it? Why, every coup on the beat knows Shay’s is a hang-out for crooks. (To Be Continued)

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