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"Some of America's richest, surely Chicago's greatest millionaires. And Hanada dines with them. They will listen to him, too. They will hang on his word. The Big Five will listen. And if they say 'Yes, if they do " He drew in his breath sharply. "If they do we will set the world afire with a great, new thing. They have the money, which is power, and I have the knowledge, which is greater power."
He had hoped they would meet again and have another conference that night; had hoped that the wise little Jap would have some solution of the mystery of the shots from the river, and the strange disappearance of the man they had taken to be the Russian. But Hanada had said "No." He had given no reason; had merely left things that way. Hanada had been like that always; he never explained.
"I don't know, but he'll come. You'll see. He's a devil, that one. But we'll get him yet." "And the thousand," suggested Johnny. Hanada looked at him in disgust. "A thousand dollars! What is that?" "Is it as bad as that?" Johnny smiled in spite of himself. "Yes, and worse, many times worse. I tell you, we must get that man!
He had looked up the official record that very morning and had seen that he was reported "Missing in Vladivostok; probably dead." Should he stick to the Russian's trail, a course which might lead to his death, or should he take the diamonds to a customs office and turn them in as smuggled goods, then tell Hanada he was off the hunt, was going back to his old job and Mazie?
Hanada had not said one word of his affairs of the night before, nor did he now as they were about to part. Dull and heavy, there came the tread of feet on the bridge. "The police!" whispered Johnny. Hanada seemed distinctly nervous. As the two patrolmen came abreast of them one of them flashed his light. Hanada cringed into the shadows. "Well," said a deep voice, "here's luck!
I understand," breathed Hanada. "But," said Johnny quickly, "you say we must get that man. I have had opportunities to kill him, to let him be killed and always you have hindered me. Why?" "Don't you see even now?" Hanada asked. "Don't you see that now is the time to strike? Now he is meeting with his leaders. We must take him not alone, but the whole band.
It will come, sometime, but not now." "What other?" asked Johnny. Hanada did not answer. There came the stealthy shuffle of feet in the corridor. "They are coming," whispered Hanada. "Remember my testimony will free you, but you must not stop; you must hunt as never before, you must get that man!"
She then felt herself being pushed through space, and the next moment heard the muffled echoes of the footsteps of her captors. They were in the basement of some great deserted building, the sound told her that. "Betrayed! Betrayed!" her mind kept repeating. "Betrayed by one of my own people!" While Johnny and Hanada were being led away to the patrol box a young man came running up.
Turning neither to right nor left, except to dodge ice piles, he forged straight ahead, as if guided by a compass. Soon it became apparent that he was starting on the trip across the Strait. Chukches did not attempt this journey. They had not sufficient incentive. Could it be the Russian? Johnny decided he must hurry down and tell Hanada.
It now lacked but ten minutes of that hour, and no call had come from Hanada. She could not, of course, know that the men on whom she depended for counsel were prisoners of the police. So she paced the floor and waited. Five minutes to nine and yet no call. Wrinkles came to her forehead, her step grew more impatient. "If he does not call, what shall I do?" she asked herself.
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