As far
as we were concerned, our work was done. The Boss could be found
now, at any time that we needed him, but that he would speak all
the traditions of gangland made impossible.
I wondered what Garrick would do. As for myself, I had no idea
what move to make.
It surprised me, therefore, to see him with a smile of
satisfaction on his face.
"I'll see you this afternoon, Tom," he said merely, as the
ambulance bore the wounded Boss away. "Meanwhile, I wish you'd
take the time to go over to headquarters and give Dillon our
version of this affair. Tell him to hold to-night open, too. I
have a little work to do this afternoon, and I'll call him up
later."
Dillon, I found, was overjoyed when I reported to him the capture
of at least one man whom we had failed to get the night before.
"Things seem to be clearing up, after all," he remarked. "Tell
Garrick I shall hold open to-night for him. Meanwhile, good luck,
and let me know the moment you get any word about the Chief.
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