CHAPTER VIII
"You did a good job, Tony," commended Lovo when the boy reported the next morning. "I think it was awfully funny, your telling that saloon-keeper that it was all on you."
He threw back his head and laughed heartily. Tony's eyes narrowed.
"I didn't tell you I said that."
"No," admitted the gang leader. "But I know you did say it. You see, I had two other men there last night—to help you in case you needed it."
That explanation did not fool Tony for a moment. Those other men had been there to watch him, to see how he worked on a high-pressure job. Johnny Lovo was even more clever than Tony had given him credit for.
"You carried it off in great shape, kid. I'll have some more particular little jobs for you soon. And from now on your salary's two hundred a week."
Tony's new assignment was to visit saloons, keeping in line those who were already customers of Lovo, and trying to persuade the others to
