The next step was to find the forger. Of course,
no man who does the actual "scratching" attempts to "lay
down" the paper. That task is up to the "presenter." The
cashier of the bank identified in the agency's gallery the
picture of the man who had brought in the two hundred and
fifty dollar check, and he in turn proved to be another
ex-convict well known in the business, whose whereabouts in
New York were not difficult to ascertain. He was "located"
and "trailed" and all his associates noted and followed. In
due course he "connected up" (as they say) with Fisher. Now,
it is one thing to follow a man who has no idea that he is
being followed and another to trail a man who is as
suspicious and elusive as a fox. A professional criminal's
daily business is to observe whether or not he is being
followed, and he rarely if ever, makes a direct move. If he
wants a drink at the saloon across the street, he will, by
preference, go out the back door, walk around the block and
dodge in the side entrance under the tail of an ice wagon.
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