Sentinel of Death

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game. Public enemies who try to destroy our America. With his faithful valid Kato, Britt Reid, daring young publisher, matches wits with racketeers and saboteurs. Risking his life that criminals and enemy spies will feel the weight of the law by the sting of the Green Hornet.

Red Reed in a thrilling adventure, the Sentinel of Death, the Green Hornet strikes again. Wedding Munitions Factory was working 24 hours a day, turning out vast quantities of materials

for victory. A whole community had sprung up, where just a few months before there had been corn fields and cow pastures. Hundreds of small workers' homes line new streets. There were shops and stores, all of them conducted by the company for the benefit of the workers.

Girls and slacks and men and overalls came and went through the tall, well-guarded gates. Tom Eden stepped to the newsboy by the gate because he was on his way to work. He bought a paper.

They'm old stand every day, honey. You got Mr. Eden, but as soon as I'm old enough I'll be working inside that plant. That's a ticket to me. There you are. Thanks, Mr. Eden. Then the paper extra paper is just a paper.

It seemed casual enough the way Tom Eaton bought his daily paper on the way to work, but there was keen interest in the eyes of two men who sat in a car a short distance away.

Proger, you saw that didn't you? Yes, that was Tom Eaton who bought the paper. He's one of the men I spoke about. I hope he doesn't get shifted to some other department today and he won't, I'm sure of it.