"Yes, I s'pose so," doubtfully. "But I wish you'd come now."
"Oh, all right," growled Tony.
So he summoned his bodyguard and went home, ordering them to remain outside while he hurried up to his luxurious apartment, a vague uneasiness clutching at him. But Jane was happy and smiling.
"Darling!" she exclaimed happily. "I've found the spot where we can get Bruno. . . . He's going to the opening of the new Woodland Casino to-morrow night. That's our chance."
Tony's sharp gaze narrowed.
"Yeah?" he said. "How'd you find that out?"
"Don't ask me, please. I'm not very proud of the way I got the dope but I did get it—that's all that matters. And that's our big chance to bump him off, Tony. He won't be looking for trouble at an affair like that and he won't have a big bodyguard with him—maybe none at all. Anyway it's a masked affair—everybody will be in costume and wearing masks—so nobody'll know who we are."
"No? Then how'll we know who they are?"
"It's up to us to find out."
"Well, I'll think about it." He returned to his headquarters and, rescuing the all-important admission card from the waste-
