plain everything to her, warn her. But he didn't dare. He realized that the knowledge that he was the notorious Tony Camonte would kill his mother. No, his family believed him dead; he must remain dead so far as they knew.
"Shut up!" he commanded with vicious emphasis. "And get out of here!"
Sobbing hysterically, she wriggled into the dress and donned her hat and coat. He took her arm but she flinched away from him and hurried to the doorway. There she paused and swayed unsteadily. Her horrified gaze had seen the bloody heap that was Mike. With a piercing scream she collapsed across the body, frantically kissing the ghastly face.
His own emotions stretched to the breaking point, Tony picked her up roughly and shoved her toward the elevator.
"Get out!" he gritted. "And stay out! And keep your mouth shut!"
She gazed back at him, deathly pale, wide-eyed with terror.
"I hope they hang you!" she cried, and began to run, sobbing in great choking gasps.
She passed the closed elevator door and continued on to the stairway. Tony heard her rapid
