“And here’s a picture of him-caught right in the act of stealing my plans!”
Gleefully Horst unzipped the leather case he was carrying and produced an enlarged, glossy photograph.
“Thanks for making a full confession!” said a voice that sent a chill down Horst’s spine. The engineer gasped as Tom Swift and a slim, stern-eyed man walked into the office.
CHAPTER XV
A BLAZE IN THE DARK
TOM addressed Horst coldly. “Allow me to present Enterprises’ security chief-you heard his voice over the radio.”
Horst’s face had gone pasty white. His ferrety eyes darted to Fosburg.
“What’s the big idea? If this is some kind of double cross-”
“Don’t use that word to me,” Fosburg retorted. “I had no part in your blackmail scheme. You’ve just convicted yourself by boasting about it.”
Horst licked his lips nervously. “Don’t be a fool,” he argued. “This changes nothing. We can, still make a fortune on my stereo-vision TV! I have enough on Swift to shut him up. They’ll never be able to prove I framed him.”
“That’s what you think,” Ames growled. “Play back the video tape for him, Tom.”
The young inventor tugged a cord, pulling aside some draperies. Behind them stood his 3-D camera and telejector. Tom flicked a switch to 124
A BLAZE IN THE DARK 125
reverse the reel of tape, then adjusted several knobs on the machines, set a small loudspeaker in position, and started the telejector.
As if by magic, two other persons appeared in the room! Horst’s eyes bulged.
One of the persons was his own double-the other an image of Fosburg at his desk. The televised scene began at the moment Horst took a chair.
Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127