Boy's Cinema (1930-31)

Evtei-y Tuesday "Boss? What boss?'; cried Bob in sur- Erise, for he had imagined Kelley to e the leader of the gang. "You shut your mouth!" 'snarled Kelley. "Get him out, boys." ' Louie jammed his gun into Bob's back, iaiid though the young airman had heard Kelley forbid his follower to shoot, he did not feel any too certain that the gangster would.obey. He attempted no resistance, and the crooks forced him into their car. Kelley drove rapidly down the road, and soon reached the gang's apartment on the outskirts of the town. "We've got him. boys!" cried Kelley jubilantly as he pushed his captive into a room on the first floor of the house. The other members of the gang were already there, and they smiled signifi- cantlj- as they looked at Bob. "What d'you mean to do with the guy, no'.v you've got him ?" asked Blondy, toying carelessly with an auto- matic. "He can stay here tintil we come back from that little trip of ours to-morrow, I reckon," said Kelley, "but I'll ask the boss first." "We are going to-morrow, then?" asked another of the gang, an im- pleasant-looking individual known as "Lefty." "Sure we are, if the boss says so, and I think he will," replied Kelley. "So you're going to try again, are jou?" remarked Bob quietly. "Very slick bit of thinking, that," sneered Kelley. "If we go to-morrow we shall not have the pleasure of your company. We're leaving here in ten minutes, and there's only five of us going." "Five!" said Bob, looking round at the scowling gangsters. "You're reckon- ing to leave me liere alone, eh?" "Why not?" asked Kelley. "You don't think you can bust out of here, do j'ou ? Hansen use<i to be a sailor, and he'll tie you up to rights." BOY'S CINEMA "Sure, Kelley." remarked Hansen. "You leave that to ine." At that moment the telephone bcll rang. "Watch Rogers, boys," ordered Kel- ley. "That's the boss'calling. I'll just tell him the news." "Say, Kelley," cried Louie eagerly, "just ask the boss if I can shoot this guv Rogers? I reckon we'll be safer if I do." ~ The Police Take a Hand. KELLEY walked across the room to answer the telephone call, and Bob wondered whether he might now get some clue to the identity of the mysterious "boss." But, as he almost expected, Kelley was too cunning to mention any name. "That you, boss?" said the crook. "Yes, we've got him safe enough. What shall we do with him ? Louie wants Okay, boss, okay, I'll see he doesn't. Tie him up? Hansen will see to that, and we'll be along in a few minutes." Kelley hung up the receiver, and turned to Louie with a grin. "The boss guessed what you wanted to do, Louio." lie remarked, "and he said some things about you that I won't repeat. You're not to use your gun tn Rogers—or anyone else, if it comes to that. Not without orders from the boss, anyway. Got that?" "I've got it," said Lo«iic sulkily. "Don't quite know why I carry a gun— it ain't ever used." Bob Rogers had stood quietly all this time, but as Kelley and Louie were talk- ing he .sprang suddenly into sw ift action. Leiaping straight at Blondy, who hap- pened to be nearest, ho sent the crook down with a flush hit to the jaw. As the gangster fell. Bob grabbed his gun and, with a swift jerk of the wrist, he sent it hurtling through the window into the street below. Louie's automatic instantly covered Bob, but Kelley sprang forward and pushed down his follower's arm before he could press the trigger. "No shooting, you young fool I" he shouted. "I'm going to plug him, Kelley!" yelled Louie. "Lemme go!" "The cops will be here in a minute." cried Kelley furiously. "Did you see that gun go through the window? Ou him, boys!" Kelley" hurled himself at Bob, but staggered back as the young airman's fist connected w itli his chin. Hanson and Lefty sprang at Bob from the other side, the former grabbing liim round the waist, while Lefty ran into Bob's right, which took him on the nose. Lefty sat 'down and took no interest in the jiroceedings for some moments, but Blondy rose to his feet and joined in the fray, eager to revenge that crack on the jaw. Louie had reluctantly put away his gun. and he hovered on the outskirts of the fight, seeking for some chance to help. The centre of the floor was a whirling mass of struggling men for the next two minutes, but at length Bob broke loose, hurling Kelley and Hansea right and left. The young airman ran for the door, but he had not taken three strides before he fell over Louie's foot, opportunely placed in his way liy the wily gangster. Bob Rogers- went down, and Louie fell on top of him. Before Bob could extricate himself from the crook's grasp, the rest of the gang swooped upon him, and in another moment he was securely held, while Hansen got to work with a rope. When he had seen that Bob was firmly tied up, Kelley stepped over to the window and looked out. "Quick, boys!" he cried. "I can see two cops prowling along the street." In another moment Bob Rogers, so tightly roped that he could move neither hand nor foot, had been securely gagged and thrust roughly into a cup- board at the back of the room. Having thus disposed of the young airman, the No shooting, you young tool I " he shouted. I^ovember 7tb, 1931,