When I arrived, I found the garage door open, Lenora gone and you a fugitive." Bewilderment struggled for a moment with blank terror in Craig's expression.
"How do you know that she locked me in the garage ?" Quest smiled, stretched out his right arm and his long fingers played softly with the pocket wireless.
"In just the same way," he explained, "that I am sending her this message at the present moment--a message which she will receive and understand wherever she is hidden.

Would you like to know what I am telling her ?" The man shivered.

His eyes, as though fascinated, watched the little instrument.
"I am saying this, Craig," Quest continued.

"Craig is here and in my power.

He is sitting within a few feet of me and will not leave this room alive until he has told me your whereabouts.