"
"Another car?"
"Yes--that's where Norton crosses the trail again. We searched his
apartment. It was upset--like Whitney's. I haven't finished with
that. But we have a list of all the private hacking places. I've
located one that hired a car to a man answering Norton's
description. I think he's on the trail. That's what I meant by
another car."
"What's he doing?"
"Maybe he has a hunch. I'm getting superstitious about this case.
You know Luis de Mendoza has thirteen letters in it. Leslie told
me something about a threat he had--a curse. You better look out
for those two greasers you have up there. They may have another
knife for you."
Kennedy glanced over at the de Moches, not in fear but in
amusement at what they would think if they could hear O'Connor's
uncultured opinion.
"All right, O'Connor," said Craig, "everything seems to be going
as well as we can expect. Don't forget to tell Burke I'm here."
"I won't. Just a minute. He's on another wire for me."
Kennedy waited impatiently. He wanted to finish his job on the
safe before some one came walking in and stopped it, yet there was
always a chance that Burke might turn up something.
"Hello," called O'Connor a few minutes later.
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