My favorite pointy-eared detective is on the job again, this time from August 8, 1932. Here’s the scene: the bad guys, Rattigan and Joe, are interrogating a fence about the whereabouts of his daughter - a young woman Satan happens to admire. Then there’s an interruption.
The shade shot up with a snap, an arm came through the broken pane in the window - and Satan spoke, his gun moving slowly.
“I think that will be about all of that, Mr. Rattigan. Unlock the window and open it, Joe.”
“I think you’re making a mistake, boys. It’s Satan talking. Now, Joe - open the window.”
There was no order of “hands up!” There was nothing melodramatic in Satan’s words. Yet three pairs of hands shot into the air. Joe walked toward the window. The name of Satan had been enough. Rattigan and his bodyguard knew that Satan shot first and explained afterward.
“Keep a little to the side, Joe.” Satan’s voice was soft and low. “I like to look at your friends. You wouldn’t want me to shoot a hole in you to look through.”
Needless to say, this does not bode well for Rattigan and Joe.
This story was collected in the Mysterious Press volume, The Adventures of Satan Hall.
The Satan Hall Archives:
Satan Sees Red