Hairy said, “What can we do? By definition these
monsters are impossible to recognize before they do their evil deeds.”
Harry answered, “There is a guy by the name of
Lamont Cranston who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men. With his help
and your connections at NSA, I think we can neutralize these evil bastards!”
“Great,” said
Hairy, “how do we get in touch with Mr. Cranston?”
“He has a secret identity known only by his girl
friend, Margo Lane. I’ll call her to see if she can get a message to ‘The
Shadow’.” Harry dialed her number and when she answered, he said, “Hello Margo,
this is Harry, The Freelance Thinker. I need to get in touch with The Shadow.
Can you help me?”
Margo said, “He is pretty busy with his never-ending
battle against crime but I will see what I can do. Can you hold for a minute?”
Harry said, “Sure.” In precisely a minute, a deep
voice said, “Hello Harry, this is the Shadow. I know what’s on your mind and I
like it.”
“Yikes! I
forgot about your psychic powers. Can you join Hairy and me at Iwan Ries
& Co. for some brainstorming?
A mysterious voice, emanating from the empty chair between
Harry and Hairy, said, “The weed of crime bears bitter fruit. The
Shadow knows. Ha, Ha Ha.”
To be continued…
THE SHADOW MARGO LANE
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