Pulp Fiction, 1935 · page 99 of 132
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AIR ADVENTURER again banked and flew into Fisheyes’ parachute. He caught the horrified killer less than five hundred feet from the ground. Like gallows birds they hung suspended in their parachute har- nesses, one on each wing tip. The monoplane sagged under the weight of the two wind-whipped para- chutes and their burdens, but did not falter. Grinning widely at the terror- stricken faces of his captives Skip re- trieved his gun. He laughed, when, in landing, both bandits crawled up the parachute cords and hung to the wing edge so that they wouldn’t drag and be battered on the ground. The high wing of the mono- plane aided them. Gun in hand, eyes cold and grim, Skip herded them out of their harnesses. “All right, you two thugs!” Skip rasped frostily. “Who tipped you off to the coin in the mail plane? Talk fast!” “To hell with you!’ snarled Scarface, his face distorted with hate. ‘You'll get nothing from me.” Fisheyes said nothing. Skip Davis laughed. underworld, eh? shut. “Code of the Keep your mouth Say nothing. What a fine pair 97 of suckers you two turned out to be! Double-crossed by your own tip-off man! And now you’re covering up to protect him! Just a brace of cat’s-paws for a clever monkey.” “What do you mean?” demanded Scarface hoarsely, his eyes glittering. “T mean that those four sacks of cur- rency you threw out when the plane caught fire didn’t contain money. There was nothing except piles of blank paper in the bags. The man who tipped you off to this shipment of money double- crossed you. He took the coin and sub- stituted blank-paper packages! And played you for suckers all the way through!” “Kent Lambert!” began Scarface, his voice cracking savagely. “I'll kill the fool——”’ “Easy!” warned Skip, waving his gun threateningly. “Kent Lambert is right. I knew he was the tip-off man when I found that blank paper. Because the sacks contained currency when I hid my gun in the bottom. And only Kent Lambert knew about the shipment at headquarters. Your testimony’ll cinch him for life at McNeil’s Island. Come on, suckers!” In case you’ve been wondering THE RAINBOW GANG by George L. Eaton Will appear in the August Bill Barnes - BB-—7 COmiclbook CO