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If any one other than Garrick had conceived such a notion as the
"thumb print" of an automobile tire, I might possibly have
ventured to doubt it. As it was it gave food enough for thought to
last the remainder of the journey back to town.


CHAPTER IV
THE LIQUID BULLET

On our return to the city, I was not surprised after our
conversation over in New Jersey to find that Garrick had decided
on visiting police headquarters. It was, of course, Commissioner
Dillon, one of the deputies, whom he wanted to see. I had met
Dillon myself some time before in connection with my study of the
finger print system, and consequently needed no second
introduction.
In his office on the second floor, the Commissioner greeted us
cordially in his bluff and honest voice which both of us came to
know and like so well later. Garrick had met him often and the
cordiality of their relations was well testified to by Dillon's
greeting.
"I thought you'd be here before long," he beamed on Garrick, as he
led us into an inner sanctum.


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