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Da stick-ups, da sure-thing guys, da dips, everybody gets orders to lay off, see?" Brennan whistled softly. "What's the 'Gink' got up his sleeve now, I wonder?" he said. "Soich me," said Murphy. "Are they obeying the 'Gink's' orders?" "I'll say they are!" asserted Murphy. "All the gamblin' places are closed and everybody stopped doin' business, see?
He was about to put his hand on the knob when the door pushed open toward him and three men sidled into the room. Murphy cringed back as one of them shut the door quickly, locked it and turned to face him, putting the key in his pocket. It was "Slim" Gray, the "Gink's" right-hand man!
"What a fat-head I am!" Brennan exclaimed. Hatch's face showed that he shared John's surprise at Brennan's ejaculation. "Oh, what a sap I am!" he continued. "Why, oh, why haven't we shadowed them? Why haven't we followed them night and day until we found them together? Why didn't one of us spot the 'Gink's' apartment?" "You're lucky you haven't," Hatch put in.
"Do you think Murphy is right in believing that the 'Gink's' only motive was to make trouble for the bookmakers?" he asked. "Personally, I doubt if the 'Gink' would play into the hands of Gibson like that even if he was fighting the bookmakers, providing, of course, that he has reason to fear Gibson." Before John could reply Brennan appeared and the whole story was related to him.
"Perhaps that's why he disappeared working to get Cummings," John suggested. "Maybe," said Brennan. "I've thought of that, too. What I can't understand, though, is why Gibson wants Sweeney fired when the chief is the 'Gink's' worst enemy." That afternoon they heard from Gibson. The secretary of the missing commissioner called them by telephone and they hurried to his office.
"What about putting it up to Gibson and seeing what he has to say?" John suggested. "What about it, Brennan?" asked P. Q. "That wouldn't get us anywhere," said Brennan. "And if Gibson is playing the 'Gink's' game it would only warn him that we have reason to suspect him and they'd be so careful we'd never have a chance to upset them.
But he had little to tell them except that Cummings was enforcing his order that there should be no crime in the city. One night he brought them a story of how a rebellious gangster becoming restless, had planned to commit a robbery despite the "Gink's" prohibitory order and had been promptly "beaten up" by Cummings' thugs.
In his anxiety as he waited for the verdict of the surgeons he only gave the detectives Murphy's name and the address of the rooming house. They were gone before he could tell them he knew Murphy had been "bashed" by the "Gink's" men. "He's in bad shape," the chief surgeon told him. "Skull fracture; arms, jaw, ribs and nose broken; internal injuries; cuts and bruises; lost a lot of blood."
We listened on and on, after the chilly night wind had come up from the sea, for we did not know of its coming until the music ceased and the light faded away from the parlour of the house behind us. "Gee!" exclaimed Jake at last, spitting his mouthful of tobacco over into the water and wiping his eyes with his coat sleeve, "but that dope pulls a gink's socks off, you bet.
"There is one thing upon which the reporters are speculating," he said. "What's that?" asked Gibson. "They are wondering when you will launch your attack in a new direction." "How?" "By hitting at 'Gink' Cummings." As John mentioned the "Gink's" name he watched Gibson's face closely to discover the effect it had upon the commissioner.
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