Jon Hancock on Nostr: 'Harold Dare felt strong hands grasp his wrists. He struggled, but vainly; a wide ...
'Harold Dare felt strong hands grasp his wrists.
He struggled, but vainly; a wide leather belt was drawn swiftly about him, pinioning his arms to his sides, and the cold muzzle of a revolver pressed against his cheek.
"Not a word, Harold Dare!" hissed a familiar voice in his ear.
"Dandy Diavolo!" The words came instinctively to Dare's lips as he recognized his villainous arch-enemy.
"Yes, my proud hero," sneered Diavolo, "you are my prisoner. You thought to come to a banquet, celebrating another of your so-called triumphs. But I have other entertainment for you, my fine fellow."'
Spine-tingling stuff, I think you'll agree. The foul fiend has trapped our hero by means of a most ingenious ruse: changing the date of his booking at a Chinese restaurant. It's all a diabolical attempt to corner the market in chop suey!
No, that's really the plot so far.
He struggled, but vainly; a wide leather belt was drawn swiftly about him, pinioning his arms to his sides, and the cold muzzle of a revolver pressed against his cheek.
"Not a word, Harold Dare!" hissed a familiar voice in his ear.
"Dandy Diavolo!" The words came instinctively to Dare's lips as he recognized his villainous arch-enemy.
"Yes, my proud hero," sneered Diavolo, "you are my prisoner. You thought to come to a banquet, celebrating another of your so-called triumphs. But I have other entertainment for you, my fine fellow."'
Spine-tingling stuff, I think you'll agree. The foul fiend has trapped our hero by means of a most ingenious ruse: changing the date of his booking at a Chinese restaurant. It's all a diabolical attempt to corner the market in chop suey!
No, that's really the plot so far.