lcohol is a part of the mixture.

"You saw only the sidelines in your snooping and you are putting out a
lot of misinformation," concluded Anzio, "and to set you right, I have
arranged for our trusted employee, Damino, to take you out there and
show you the whole works. The night shift is on and I want 'em to show
you every detail of the business."

"Will Damino furnish a round trip ticket?" asked Shirley, as he arose
from his chair.

"I don't quite know what you mean," countered Anzio.

"Oh, yes you do," said Shirley emphatically. "Damino here is a
'one-way' man. It's his business to destroy opposition. I wouldn't
ride with him down State Street, let alone a country road. With him at
the wheel, we couldn't get past that thicket down by the bridge."

"Get him out of here," roared Anzio as he waved to Damino to obey his
commands.

Damino approached his quarry cautiously. With his right hand he
fingered an inside pocket of his coat; withdrew the hand to place it
on Shirley's shoulder. "Let's git goin'," he said as he shoved Shirley
toward the door.

Shirley had seen a move that he thought important. He grabbed the
extended right arm to give it a jujitsu move up and to the back of the
body. It made the assailant grunt and his left knee buckled in its
uncertain stance. Quickly Shirley reached in the inside pocket to
withdraw a lengthy Colt revolver. Shifting the weapon to his right
hand, he brought it down in a mighty blow on the temple of his
assailant. Damino fell to the floor. Carlin fled the room by the back
door. Shirley turned to find Anzio frantically searching the contents
of a drawer in the nearby cabinet. Placing the gun in his pocket,
Shirley seized a tall, steel-legged stool to bring it down on Anzio's
unprotected head. Anzio joined Damino on the floor. Shirley walked out
the front door.

On the sidewalk Shirley encountered the policeman. "What's going on in
there?" he demanded.

"Not much, just now," was the reply, "but I was certainly busy for a
short time. Why are you here?"

"Your friend, Fred Townsend, is responsible. Fred is seemingly not in
touch with our present city administration, but he sure has a strong
pull with our chief. Fred phoned him to send two or three of the force
down here to see that you were not killed or taken for a ride. We
don't know what it's all about, but we're here. Ah, here's company,"
the officer added as another policeman came out of the alley, shoving
Carlin in fr