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Chapter 13: The Red Talon's Power
Dr. Roy Tam sat in the library of a different hotel guarded by Harry, while Dr. Longfellow was fast asleep upstairs. MetallurgistTo help him think better he shuffled the papers around in another order. AnimatronicsAgain he shuffled the papers. AnimatronicsIt finally hit him! He now understood what The Shadow had previously divined. The rocket fuel, animatronics and metallurgist were the key, but that type of technology was science fiction! "Flying Robots? It can't be..." He then realized what awesome force the foreign powers and gangland scum could unleash. They would be unstoppable! They could control the world! He had to get word to The Shadow at once! While Tam was scrambling off to make his report, somewhere in a huge warehouse The Red Talon gloated at the sight of the gigantic robots waiting to be outfitted with a rocket packs. "Finally," thought The Red Talon, "I will control the world or be rich enough to sit back and watch as murder and mayhem spread throughout the globe. Either way it ought to be…Fun." He chuckled evilly. An assembly line of worker slaves banged and drilled the gleaming monstrosities in the dim light of the underground bunker outside NYC. My only challenge, thought The Red Talon, is The Shadow. Once I am rid of him I will be unstoppable! The Red Talon started to laugh out loud as he thought of the plan he had in place to snare The Shadow. The slave workers paused to gaze at their Master, who was laughing like a fiend. The Red Talon noticed this and angrily lifted one worker from the assembly line and snapped his neck. Immediately, work recommenced. The Red Talon remained silent and admired his handiwork that was lying on the ground next to him. Chapter 14: The Last Link
It was one day after the fray at Bones' hideout. So
far Burbank had reported no incoming calls from the tapped wire.
Cliff, still stationed in the underworld had reported the inactivity
of the gang. No news had been passed from The Red Talon to the remainder
of Bones' thugs. The police had roped off the zone of the battle
and had removed the dead and wounded gangsters. It went down in
the records as a normal gang dispute. Nothing else was thought of
it. World famous Inventor Albert Gutenstein visits NYC A low laugh from the rear seat. "Cobalt Club, Stanley." "Yes Sir." The inventor was scheduled to make a stop in the exclusive Club that evening. Cranston stepped out of the limo and entered the club carrying a small black briefcase. A gathering was set in the lobby to await the arrival of the famous inventor. Minutes later, flashes were outside the entrance. The press was taking snapshots of Mr. Gutenstein. He spent time chatting with the guests about his varied fields in aerodynamics and hydraulics. He then gave a brief lecture on some of his inventions, and then admitted that he was tired from his journey and must retire. He rode to the Hotel Goliath, and checked into the front desk. Gutenstein seemed almost ready to fall asleep in the hallway as he neared his room. He inserted the key and entered, doffing his hat and coat. He entered the bedroom of his suite and turned on the light, only to stare straight into the muzzle of a revolver! A man in an impressive gray suit was casually sitting on the edge of his bed! On one hand was a pointed red glove! The same symbol was embroidered on the breast pocket of his suit! It was The Red Talon himself! "You are the final piece in my puzzle! The last step to complete my army! You will come with me, or meet the end of your illustrious career!" He sneered. The evil meaning was not lost on the wily inventor. "The end of your evil ways is near! You will not benefit by my capture!" As the old inventor vowed the Red Talon's end, two gangsters appeared and bound his arms and legs and gagged him. They dragged him down the stairs and out the back entrance of the Hotel, into a waiting car. In the back of the coupe, the Red Talon was gloating over his achievement, as he watched the inventor finally stop struggling with the tight bonds. He knew that the inventor's position was hopeless. Soon they would reach the hidden lair, and he would command the inventor to put the finishing touches on the robots. But where was The Shadow? Why didn't he see the last link of the puzzle, and prevent the capture of the poor inventor? The Red Talon had gained a triumph right out from under his nose! Will impending crime be stopped? Only The Shadow knows... Chapter 15: Finishing Touches
The Red Talon had brought the inventor to his private library, and continued to treat him with "hospitality." |
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