Chapter 35

Spade shook his head. “That’s something else I’d like to know.” He crossed the room and bent down over the wastebasket. “Well, this is our last shot.” He took a newspaper from the basket. His eyes brightened when he saw it was the previous day’s _Call_. It was folded with the classified-advertising-page outside. He opened it, examined that page, and nothing there stopped his eyes. He turned the paper over and looked at the page that had been folded inside, the page that held financial and shipping news, the weather…