There was no longer a doubt in his mind as to the fate of Miss Donovan.

She had been forcibly abducted by this gang of thieves, and put where her knowledge could do them no harm.

But where?
The clue had been given him, but before it could be of any value he must learn more of this Mexican, Mendez.

The name itself was familiar enough, for it was one often spoken along the border in connection with crime, but beyond this meant nothing to him.

The fellow had always appeared a rather mythical character, but now became suddenly real.
The marshal might know; if not, then he must choke the truth out of Lacy.