10-Story Detective, September 1941 — page 58: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Playgirl of Destiny By Lee E. Wells os seer: oot te 3 | Jes The gorgeous blindfolded captive who had been held for ransom could give Investigator Lillard only one slight clue as to her abductors’ hangout. And when Lillard followed that clue P he learned that his footsteps were leading him to a suicide stake-out. HE bright headlamps of the yellow cab passed the sign: Paradine—City Limits. Jim Lillard leaned forward, his guileless blue eyes on the bright glow against the night sky ahead. His voice was gentle. “Is that Blue Hills?” 56 White gleamed brightly in an ebony face as the cabby grinned and nodded. “That’s her, boss. Them lights spell money—in hunks.” The headlights flicked briefly across a dirt road that led off to the left. Jim caught the gleam of dark metal and the sparkle of glass—a parked car. He Conn Ghoo (©