Chapter 14 THE HIDDEN WIRES

Donovan looked at the deputy as if about to dispute the statement. The detective even opened his lips to speak, but no sound came through them. Donovan sat down in a chair.

"Do you mean-" he asked, passing his hand over his face, as though to brush away unseen cobwebs. "Do you mean that he's dead?"

"Sure," was the answer. "Croaked, I told you