CHAPTER XXI—THE END OF THE WIRE
“Follow the wire!”
The unknown woman’s words seemed to ring in Verbeck’s head.
“We must decide instantly,” he said. “Shall we follow the wire or remain here and await an alarm?”
“Follow the wire!” Riley advised. “That woman is one of the Black Star’s g**g that’s turned against him. She’s tipped us off right, and I’ll bet on it! It’s only a few minutes after midnight. It shouldn’t take us long. Dictograph! Huh! No wonder he knew everything we said. Poor boobs!”
“Do we go alone, or take the police?” Verbeck asked.
“Let’s take ’em. It won’t hurt, and may do a great deal of good. We’ll have the sergeant leave one man here to take any telephone message that comes.”
Riley ran to the door and blew his whistle. Verbeck and Muggs already were at work. Before R
