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# Page 34 of "10-Story Detective" This page contains story prose from a hardboiled crime narrative. The text depicts detectives Brown and Webster conducting a stakeout and confrontation with a criminal named Ray Natto in an urban setting. After watching from a darkened storefront, Webster ambushes and beats Natto, then appears to be shot by an unseen assailant. Brown drags the wounded Webster back inside as the scene ends with Webster injured and bleeding. The narrative emphasizes tension, violence, and the gritty atmosphere of a 1920s-30s detective story.

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Keg = ——____—_wsrony DETECTIVE— “Chin up!’ His fingers lingered on gritted down the cement stairs. Web- — = hers as Brown ran down the steps; ster poised, seeing the evil face of ~~ =a and when he turned to follow, his Ray Natto in the faint neon glow. He ae =s denied yearning for this girl was an 28 Natto make a gesture that might a agony. a signal to some one else in the | 3 Brown sat tensely beside Webster street. The knob grated and turned; = 2 as he sped the car toward the business and Natto took slow steps inward. ag “2 section of the city. Webster leaped. His shoulder jarred = z | = ee ace I can’t figure this!” he the ai aes = against mat ae ee urted,. opposite wall. Natto whirled with a : = Webster smiled tightly, and _ stifled bellow and struck once, wildly. oes 3 turned the car into a street colored Webster’s fists flashed with trained = = with the neon glare of cheap restau- precision, three times, driving past = BB rants and shady hotels. “I’m playing Natto’s clumsy defense. The paunchy ae oe a gamble to force the truth out of Nat- man went down with a _ wheeze, = = to’s hired men, Teddy,” he said quick- crunched to the floor, lay still. =a = ly. “And if that gamble loses, there’ll “He didn’t spot us, skipper! All = Ss be no more of either of us.” clear!” = = “Skipper, I can take it,” Brown an- “Watch the door, Teddy!” a = swered arg . “But I'm ees Brown stood alert, hand ready on = = to see you get it on my account! the butt of his gun, while Webster bent = = Webster's car stopped near the cor- breathlessly over Natto. He found 2 a ner of Wharton Street. He walked Noatto’s keys; he emptied every pocket = = with Brown quickly to the door of : P yP : = = : He pulled off Natto’s top-coat and hat, =< ee 1010, It was an empty store, its panes then took a roll of adhesive tape from <a = the bolt of the old lock. He eased in; maath Kennd N are wertct d _____ Brown stood at his side in the dark- je, with the sticky etraos He ES ness. Quietly he said: tenlihtened at 2 f id pS. d ze “We'll see if Natto takes the bait. 5/45 the pink ereon clare of th ree = Watch for him through the window, ee s a ee p and said tightly: oS “You’re coming with me, Teddy.” = Webster eased the door open. He took Natto’s coat and hat, went up Teddy—in that checkered coat and flashy green hat of his. Remember above everything else—we can’t let = Natto catch even a glimpse of us. If 3 3 lie does, the whole ells wrecked.” the. steps, glanced back and forth, a = “He won't be able to see much ee away. reer seve aS 3 = through our knuckles, ski iy an explosion of cold sensations. = 3 | hartge es te struck his senses like a sudden storm & = HEY waited while minutes —he _— torn flesh, the hollow 4 = ticked by with agonizing slow- POP of 4 silenced report, the snarl a ness, Each time a shadow passed the eae ae gare aged io = grimy windows, they tightened. Each %P! own, feeling warm blood = time a step sounded on the pavement a a as seeeee car flashed past. os their breath quickened. Dread that the Skipper! BS Paes as) y= Ba tats 4 Ses MAS HY 7 aye wary Natto would not come made their Brown’s hands fastened hard, hearts beat heavily while minute fol- dragged Webster back into the room lowed minute interminably. Web- and jerked him half upright. Breath ster’s bitter despair ended abruptly beating, Webster stooped, torn mus- “ . : oN Oyen f ~ g9 Dp ® Rete ’ with Brown’s sharp whisper: cles refusing to allow him to stand. Hot =: “Back, skipper!” blood was coursing down his side, and bi Mise itis tie MWe OR: Fo They huddled against the side wall, the sting of sharp pain was beginning 4 aio um \ This Se Wel | jj , ie Nite ee DENG Y LORD Le ia e oe a __- peering at the shadows which now lay to pulse through his body, He nee : eS motionless on the greasy panes. Shoes himself, and blurted: | = este ate, a a Ee Pace Ssae te ICO I \(e] eYe yo) .< Q oF moun =