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MUTT AND JEFF

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Blackie's Stooge

Blackie was a big shot.

He had of you.

You had to make him think

earned the title of Public Enemy No. that any minute he was going to be- 1. He was proud of the distinction. cut off from getting his hundred a There was a price of $6000 on his week, head. He knew that there wasn't a man in the mob who didn't envy, ad- mire and fear him...

Pick up them bags, Punk, let's get going."

Snicker obediently

picked

and

up the He led Just now Blackie was hiding out in two suitcases and went out.

dim a little jerk water town named Plea- the way down the back stairs and into motor santdalo. No one knew where he was a dark alley. Blackie saw the except Snicker Willson. He was glad, outline of the car, heard the now that he had befriended. Snicker running softly. Again he congratulated and himself on having Snicker. Without when Snicker needed friends money and somebody with influence. Snicker he'd have a pretty tough time Smart little tricks like that had put of it keeping ahead of the cops. Blackle

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sometime

Snicker tossed the suitcases into the rear of the car.

be of use to him.

1

The whole nation

Was

hunting

"Go back anil pay that dumb hotel manager what we owe him," Blackie get Blackie. The copa had kept hin pret- ordered. "We ain't going to

from one picked

charge

some

into

ty busy jumping around

up on no half-baked town to another for the past two like jumpin' a hotel bill." weeks. But that was nothing. Blackle

He shoved

money wasn't worried. He'd just lay low for a month until the Market street Snicker's hand. Snicker went off into bank job b'ew over, then he'd go back the darkness. Blackie got inside the and receive the plaudits of the mob. car and stretched his legs. It was again. Blackie loved flattery more than he good to smell some fresh air loved money and money was his god. It was good getting away from this

By Karl Grayson

He'd be glad when things

If you had money you could do any dump. thing.

You could, for example, trust quieted down so he could get back to guy like Snicker. Blacale paid the big city. Snicker $100 a week to keep him post- ed on the cops, to bring him food and keep the car gassed up and ready for a quick get-away. So long as Blackie could afford to pay Snicker one hun dred a week, he could depend upon him. Snicker was a dope and no one Blackie. had any use for him save Blackie: was smart. at

Blackie threw aside the paper- covered magazine he had been read- ing, lighted a cigarette and paced the length of the small hotel.

A step ounded on the graveled coming driveway. Blackie became rigid, then

It was Snicker relaxed. back. A smile flicked across his lipa A great guy Snicker. Like a dumb, When faithful dog, basking in the reflected glory of his master's fame. things had quieted down, Blackie de- cided, he'd slip the dope an extra hun- dred, just to make him feel good."

A voice close to Blackie's ear said: bedroom. "O.K., Blackle, get 'em up!"

+

Snicker was due any minute now. He

Blackie fiuze. A light flashed on. hoped Snicker would tell him they

He was. He became.conscious of faces, a ses of could quit this lousy town.

faces, grim, threatening, business- getting sick of his cramped quarters. like. A hand reached in and snatched

Cold steel -pressed A step sounded in the hall outside. away his gun. Blackie whirled whipping the automa- against his wrists. There was a click tic from its shoulder holster, step- of locking handcuffs. If was all over ping nimbly behind the bureau again in a few seconds. Blackie sat stunned. Then he became conscious of another st the wall;

face, a face that stood out in that sea of faces because it was familiar, aneering, contemptious.

A rap sounded on the door, : short and a long.

1.

three

"O.K., Snicker," Blackie said, but he didn't restore his gun to the holster until he made sure the man who en- tered was actually Snicker.

Snicker's ratlike face revealed in

tense excitement.

"Boss, we gotta lam. Now. They're closing in. We ain't got no time to lose. Somebody seen yub here."

Blackie's lips twisted into a snarl. "Why, you half-baked rat; what's the idea 'o' waitin' till now to get the low- down? What d'yuh think I'm payin'. you for anyhow? A hundred smackers a-week, an yuk let the coppers prac tically get the finger on me got half a mind to plug yub full o' day- light. I got half a mind to quit payin' yuh a nickle, You rat!'”

© As he talked Blackle. “ dung things into a suitcase. Semretly to But didn't blame Snicker at all, Snicker couldn't be allowed to know that. You had to talk tough to a guy like Bnicker, or you'd long his re- spect. You had to keep him infear

IT

"Snicker, you double crossin' rat? "A hundred a week," Snicker aneer- ed. "Alousy hundred a week, when

I get, five thousand in a bunch for stringing with the law. Ya dope!"

(Copyright, 1988, By The Associated Newspapers.)

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