"My whole family would swear to it."
"Where'd you get that?" demanded another detective suddenly, and thrust before Tony's astonished eyes the revolver with which the Spingola killing had been committed.
The boy gulped but with a terrific effort retained his outward calm.
"I never saw it before," he retorted doggedly. He wondered just how much they did know. It looked bad. For those were the days when the police took the same interest in a gang killing as in any other murder and made just as eager and earnest an effort to solve it. Well, the only thing to do was bluff it out.
"I never saw it before," he repeated, straightening up defiantly.
The leader of the party suddenly struck him a hard back hand slap across the mouth.
"Quit stallin'," he snarled. "C'mon an' tell us the truth."
"Cut the rough stuff!" snapped Tony coldly but his eyes were blazing. "I've got a brother that's a cop and I know all about the way you do people. Furthermore, I got a lot of powerful friends and I'm goin' to be a 'big shot' in this town myself
