ON OCTOBER 1, John Stafford, mayor of Hill City, was shot and instantly killed by a dope - crazed assassin named Dill. The next in line for the mayoral job was Lawrence Hall, president of the City Council. But, for some unaccountable reason, Hall refused the honor. In order to avoid becoming mayor, he resigned from the City Council and left at once for Florida, taking his wife and son with him...

ON OCTOBER 1, John Stafford, mayor of Hill City, was shot and instantly killed by a dope—crazed assassin named Dill. The next in line for the mayoral job was Lawrence Hall, president of the City Council. But, for some unaccountable reason, Hall refused the honor. In order to avoid becoming mayor, he resigned from the City Council and left at once for Florida, taking his wife and son with him. It now became the duty of Judge Samuel Rotherwell, chief justice of the Superior Court, to appoint...

THE AVENGER was on the prowl tonight. Swiftly, the word spread through the slimy alleys and the dark corners of the great city's underworld. Hard men who flaunted the police and scoffed at the law sought hurried cover as the word reached them. At fly-specked bars, in closed and shuttered rooms, men buzzed in furtive whispers: "What's he after? Has anybody got the dope? Who's The Avenger gunning for?" Those were the questions which flew around on the wings of fear...

STEPHEN KLAW'S train arrived in New York at 8:55 P. M. He slipped quietly off it. Walking through Pennsylvania Station, his slim and wiry figure might have been mistaken for that of a kid back home from college for the holidays - were it not for those cold, slate-grey eyes of his, and for the sure and effortless way in which he handled himself. He kept both hands dug deep in his overcoat pockets as a flock of newspaper reporters and cameramen surrounded him. "Is it true, Mr. Klaw, that you...

The pulse-pounding, heart-stopping, super awesome ace G-man himself, Secret Agent X! Collected here are the masterful tales of the daring spymaster in all his glory: CALL FROM HELL, CONSIDINE LAUGHS, THE EYES OF DURGA, THE MURDER MONSTER, NO LIVING WITNESS, PAID IN SLUGS, SATAN'S SCALPEL, TOMB OF TORTURE, TONG TORTURE, THE TERROR'S TRADE-MARK, TAKING NO CHANCES, THE SUICIDE COTERIE

STEPHEN KLAW'S train arrived in New York at 8:55 P.M. He slipped quietly off it. Walking through Pennsylvania Station, his slim and wiry figure might have been mistaken for that of a kid back home from college for the holidays - were it not for those cold, slate-grey eyes of his, and for the sure and effortless way in which he handled himself. He kept both hands dug deep in his overcoat pockets as a flock of newspaper reporters and cameramen surrounded him. "Is it true, Mr. Klaw, that you'...

A KEEN October wind was cutting across the Drive from the Hudson when Stephen Klaw came out of the side street. He stopped in the lee of the corner apartment building, and lit a cigarette. He did not at once put out the match, but held it cupped in front of his face so that his clean-cut though rugged features were illuminated. Almost at once, a woman came darting from the shadows of the park across the street. She was dressed in a black rain coat, and wore no hat. Her dark hair streamed o...

ON the seventeenth of August, a furtive Rumanian walked into the United States Consulate in Berne, Switzerland, and whispered that he had information to sell. Closeted with one of the attachés, he put on a mysterious air, and said that he could tell about the plans of the Flaming Arrow to wreck the United States war effort. The attaché frowned. "The Flaming Arrow? What are you talking about?" The Rumanian became more mysterious, and at the same time more furtive and frightened. "It is the ...

A honeymooning couple witness a murder and start on a night of horror as the killer chases them.

One for all, and all for one—even in death—was the fighting creed of the three wildest, gun-swinging law aces of the F.B.I.!For years there have been rumors around Washington that the F.B.I. has a Suicide Squad—a group of men who have no regular duties, but who wait for the one inevitable assignment from which there will be no return.People have wondered just what kind of men comprise this Suicide Squad—and why.Six months ago there had been five of them. Tw...

In "Raiders of the Red Death," Emile C. Tepperman crafts a thrilling narrative set in a dystopian future, steeped in a potent blend of science fiction and noir. The story unfolds against a backdrop of societal collapse, where a deadly plague known as the 'Red Death' wreaks havoc. Tepperman employs a dynamic literary style characterized by crisp dialogue and vivid descriptions, effectively immersing the reader in this perilous landscape. The novel resonates with contemporary themes of survi...

Rumors said that the gang Ieaders of a dozen large cities had been bludgeoned into joining the Army of Death – controlled by a men calling himself the General.He stumbled forward, and a last burst escaped from the machine-gun. One shot nicked Johnny Kerrigan along the ribs, another caught him in the thigh. Then the rest of the hail swept down lower and riddled Russ Kimber, where he cowered on the floor.Johnny Kerrigan was sent staggering sideways again...