Hesitation for the smallest fraction of a second would have been fatal, but hesitation was something that in all his life Jimmie Dale had never known.

Quick as a panther in its spring, he leaped full at the light and the man behind it.

The rough voice, in surprised exclamation at the sudden discovery of the quarry, died in a gasp.
There was a crash as the two men met--and the other reeled back before the impact.

Onto him Jimmie Dale sprang, and his hands flew for the other's throat.

It was an officer in uniform! Jimmie Dale had felt the brass buttons as they locked.