I told you a bit about it last night. Now, you understand, if
Griggs's murder goes unpunished, it'll put the fear of God into
the heart of every stool-pigeon we employ. And then where'd we
be? Tell me that!"
The Inspector next called his stenographer, and gave explicit
directions. At the back of the room, behind the desk, were three
large windows, which opened on a corridor, and across this was a
tier of cells. The stenographer was to take his seat in this
corridor, just outside one of the windows. Over the windows, the
shades were drawn, so that he would remain invisible to any one
within the office, while yet easily able to overhear every word
spoken in the room.
When he had completed his instructions to the stenographer, Burke
turned to Gilder and Demarest.
"Now, this time," he said energetically, "I'll be the one to do
the talking. And get this: Whatever you hear me say, don't you
be surprised. Remember, we're dealing with crooks, and, when
you're dealing with crooks, you have to use crooked ways.
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