“Good. I’m sure you’re doing everything possible,” Tom said.
On Monday morning Harlan Ames dropped into Tom’s laboratory to discuss the bomb mystery.
“Any leads?” the young inventor asked.
“Nothing. Not even prints on the bomb parts.” Ames scowled gloomily. “This thing could have been a follow-up to that threatening letter. But we have no leads on that, either.”
“It’s queer how this bomb attempt should happen right after Lunario warned me I was in danger,” Tom mused.
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“Well, here’s something else that’s queer-or fishy,” Ames said. “That bomb wouldn’t have exploded, anyhow.”
Tom was startled. “Are you sure?”
“Positive. There was a loose electrical contact in the detonator. Another thing, why did the guy set such a long delay on the timer?”
“The loose contact could have been accidental,” Tom reasoned. “And the delay would give him more time to get out of the theater safely.”
“Also more time for you to be found in the booth with the bomb ticking,”
Ames pointed out.
Tom frowned and mulled over this. “Let’s get this straight, Harlan. Are you suggesting the bomb was intended to be a dud-and that Lunario may have arranged the whole business?”
The security man shrugged. “Why not? It adds up to a big publicity stunt. The news stories make Lunario sound like a psychic genius.”
“Are the police working on that angle?” Tom asked.
“Sure. They’ve questioned Lunario and his assistant, but both deny knowing about the bomb.” Ames added wryly, “I’ll have to admit they sound as if they’re telling the truth.”
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