“Secret Agent X” Novel
Slaves Of The Scorpion
by G.T. Fleming-Roberts writing as Brant House
Weird symbol of ruthless greed and savage murder, that crimson talisman of the Scorpion flared its scarlet hue from skyscraper pinnacles. For the dreaded Scorpion had finally struck, seizing full power of the metropolis. And Agent X, greatest impersonator of the century, knew that he had met his match in a devil who could change his identity with the speed of light.
by Belton O. Buck
It was a strange means by which killer and victim seemed to disappear into thin air.
Department Of Murder — Novelette
by Charles Marquis Warren
The gangster with the tommy-gun said: “Let the car roll over the cliff.” And G-man Ken Rinty moved to obey — but inside the car were an innocent girl and Rinty’s wounded brother.
by Walter Walker
Death, two crooks and a G-man make double trouble.
Doom on Wheels
by Dale Clark
Ma and Pa Garrison were likable old folks enjoying their sunset of life in a trailer — when Death caught up with them. And Detective Sergeant Al Leo had to bait a phantom killer who could vanish through strongly bolted doors.
Short-Cut to Justice
by Ralph Franklin
A duck drowned in the water of the moat. A man died there — unmarked. And yet pure water filled this ditch of death encircling the killer’s castle.