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A nameless mystery man with a wartime past in the Intelligence service who was declared dead by the Department of Justice and backed by a shadowy group of powerful philanthropists, Secret Agent X took on the toughest assignments of the dirty thirties. Operating out of the half-haunted Montgomery Mansion, X was also known as the Man of a Thousand Faces.

Operating out of the supposedly haunted Montgomery Mansion, Secret Agent X ventures forth in a bewildering array of false identities to infiltrate the darkest underbellies of the Underworld-and destroy it from within. The only clue to his true identity is his haunting whistle.

In this thrilling tale, a series of bank robberies are marked by a trail of incinerated corpses. What sinister weapon has been fielded that reduces living flesh and bone to charred husks? When New York's police commissioner is abducted by the murderous gang, the Man of Mystery and Destiny dons his warpaint, and takes up the trail. But will the fires of doom engulf "X", too?

Behind the white fangs of escaped jungle beasts, lurked an unseen but hideous menace. A menace that made cravens of men and women - sending them cringing to their shattered homes under the brutal lash of fear in the city of the sleeping death. And back of the terror of a dread epidemic, Secret Agent "X" glimpsed the shadow of a criminal plot more horrible than any he had ever known.

His true face unknown, his identity forever buried in a secret government file, Secret Agent "X" came back from the dead to take on the sinister sadists, and evil extortionists, who prey on innocent Americans. A master of disguise who carries a non-lethal gas gun, "X" the unknown is backed by a cabal of wealthy citizens, and is answerable only to the shadowy K-9 in Washington.

A master of evil came to the nation's capital. A green-masked ambassador from Hell's own legation, followed by a horrible horde, versed in the poison torments of the Far East! Even the police who sought to trap him, did not guess the ghastliness of his real motive. That remained for Secret Agent "X" to discover, as he prowled through a dark, and sinister labyrinth of Washington espionage.

A metropolis writhed in the clutch of horror's hand. The mightiest of the mighty fled in stark terror before its groping fiendish fingers. And its wake was a trail of macabre milestones, marking the way with bloated dead. One man alone, unaided, followed in that awesome wake. He was that enigma of enigmas - the Man of a Thousand Faces - Secret Agent "X."

Silent, horrible as the crushing coils of a serpent were those unseen fingers that blotted out men's lives. A criminal of satanic proportions had risen - the "Black Master", whose victims fell with livid, hideous faces and protruding tongues that seemed a ghastly mockery of the fate they had suffered. Along this terrible murder trail Secret Agent "X" gambled with the Dice of Death.