"I found Griggs lying on the floor--dead!" Once again the disgust
showed in his expression. "The Turner woman says young Gilder
shot Griggs because he broke into the house. Ain't that the
limit?"
"What does the boy say?" the District Attorney demanded.
Burke shook his head dispiritedly.
"Nothing," he answered. "She told him not to talk, and so, of
course, he won't, he's such a fool over her."
"And what does she say?" Demarest asked. He found himself
rather amused by the exceeding chagrin of the Inspector over this
affair.
Burke's voice grew savage as he snapped a reply.
"Refuses to talk till she sees a lawyer. But a touch of
cheerfulness appeared in his tones as he proceeded. "We've got
Chicago Red and Dacey, and we'll have Garson before the day's
over. And, oh, yes, they've picked up a young girl at the Turner
woman's place. And we've got one real clue--for once!" The
speaker's expression was suddenly triumphant. He opened a drawer
of the desk, and took out Garson's pistol, to which the silencer
was still attached.
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