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Frank L. Packard. From Now On
From Now On
Table of Contents
FROM NOW ON
BOOK I: THE CHASE
I—ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS
II—THE THEFT
III—THE TRAP
IV—TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS' REWARD——DEAD OR ALIVE
BOOK II: FIVE YEARS LATER
I—CONVICT NO. 550
II—WOLVES ON THE SCENT
III—BREAD UPON THE WATERS
BOOK III: PATHS OF THE UNDERWORLD
I—THE DOOR ON THE LANE
II—SANCTUARY
III—NICOLO CAPRIANO PLAYS HIS CARDS
IV—THE MANTLE OF ONE IGNACE FERRONI
MAN BLOWN TO PIECES BY BOMB IDENTIFIED. MYSTERY IS EXPLAINED. DAVE HENDERSON, EX-CONVICT, VICTIM OF HIS OWN MURDEROUS INTENTIONS
V—CON AMORE
VI—THE HOUSE OF MYSTERY DRAWS ITS BLINDS
BOOK IV: THE IRON TAVERN
I—THE RENDEZVOUS
II—THE FIRST GUEST
THE IRON TAVERN. GEORGES VARDI, PROP
III—THE SECOND GUEST
IV—THE THIRD GUEST
V—THE ROOM ON THE THIRD FLOOR
VI—HALF AN ALLEY
VII—THE MAN WITH THE FLASHLIGHT
VIII—BOOKIE SKARVAN PAYS HIS ACCOUNT
IX—THE ENDING OF THE NIGHT
X—GOD'S CHANCE
THE END
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Frank L. Packard
Published by Good Press, 2021
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Martin K. Tydeman's house was on the Hill. Dave Henderson smiled a little grimly at the airy lightness of the empty black bag in his hand. It would be neither as light nor as empty on the way hack—if he had any luck! He pulled the slouch hat he was wearing a little farther down over his eyes. A man carrying a bag wasn't anything out of the ordinary, or anything to attract particular attention—he was much more concerned in avoiding the chance of personal recognition. And, anyway, the bag was a necessity. If the money, for instance, was in customary banded sheaves of banknotes, and loose, how else could he carry it? Not in his pockets—and he couldn't very well make a parcel of them in Tydeman's library! Of course, the bank might have made up a sealed package of the whole, but even then a sealed package would have to be kept out of sight.
The slouch hat was drawn down still a little lower, and by the less frequented streets Dave Henderson made his way along. At the expiration of some twenty minutes he had emerged, a block away, on the street upon which the millionaire's home fronted. The hurried pace was gone now, and he dropped into a leisurely and nonchalant saunter. It was a very select neighborhood. There was little or no traffic, and the majority of the houses possessed, to a greater or less extent, their own grounds. Tydeman's house, for example, was approached by a short driveway that was flanked on both sides by a high and thick hedge. Dave Henderson nodded his head complacently. He had pictured that driveway a dozen times on the run up from Stockton, and particularly he had pictured that hedge! It was a most convenient hedge! And it was exceedingly thoughtful of Martin K. Tydeman, Esquire, to have provided it! If one crouched low enough there was nothing, unless some one were especially on the watch, to prevent one reaching the library windows at the side-rear of the house, and of accomplishing this without the slightest chance of being seen.
