The audience applauded lustily.
“Wow!” Pete said. “All I did was make him lie down!”
“Isn’t it great, Jupe!” Bob cried. “Jupe?”
The First Investigator was no longer with them. They finally spotted him behind the cage where The Great Ivan was performing an encore with Rajah. Jupiter was motioning for them to come over.
“What’s up, First?” Bob wanted to know. Jupiter didn’t answer, but motioned them both through the canvas partition into the rear half of the tent. A barred trailer stood in the empty rear section. It was, clearly, where Rajah lived when he wasn’t in the show cage. The barred ramp led from it through the partition into the show cage. Jupiter pointed to a large padlock on the door of the trailer cage.
“The lock’s been tampered with, fellows,” the First Investigator said grimly. “Someone let Rajah loose!”