Author: Emile Tepperman

STEPHEN KLAW”S train arrived in New York at 8:55 P.M. He slipped quietly off it. Walking through Pennsylvania Station, his slim and wiry figure might have been mistaken for that of a kid back home from college for the holidays – were it not for those cold, slate-grey eyes of his, and for the sure and effortless way in which he handled himself. He kept both hands dug deep in his overcoat pockets as a flock of newspaper reporters and cameramen surrounded him. “Is it true, Mr. Klaw, that you”ve been sent here to hunt down Dunstan Vardis?” “That”s true, ” said Steve. “Dunstan Vardis escaped from Leavenworth five years ago. Since then he”s made a business of harboring wanted criminals. He controls the most vicious gang in the country.” “Are you going to capture him dead or alive?” “Either way.”