Larry Kent 539 Cry Twice, Kitten by Don Haring

Author:Don Haring [Haring, Don]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, amateur detective, kidnap, ransom, detective novel, private eyes, piccadilly publishing, hard boiled crime fiction, don haring, larry kent
Publisher: Piccadilly
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

At the time I was being grilled in the detectives’ room at police headquarters and having my session with the District Attorney—at the same time the City Coroner’s assistants were working on the body of Jacob Troy as it lay on the slab at the police morgue—a conference was being held in the home of Mrs. Mildred Delamore.

As Vince Callendar had told me earlier, Mrs. Mildred Delamore was Jacob Troy’s widowed sister—her old man had taken a long jump off the cliff at Lucinda Beach after being put through the mincing machine by Jacob Troy.

Which maybe made Mildred a little bitter toward her brother. At all events it had produced in her an even stronger desire to protect the interests of her alcoholic son, Rod (the lush I’d tangled with in the bar where I’d met his girlfriend, the Mouse), and for her beauteous daughter, Angel.

Mildred got the news of Jacob Troy’s killing from that same crime reporter on the Chronicle who had put Vince Callendar wise. This reporter, hot on a story, called up Mildred at her home at Bel-Air and later went out there and interviewed her for his paper. After he left she wasted no time in putting through a call to the Beverly Hills apartment which Angel shared with her brother, Rod. It was a kind of screwy arrangement but I guess that’s how the whole family was—nuts.

Angel had been having an early night—maybe she wanted to catch up on her beauty sleep—whatever it was she was right there on tap and she dressed and took a cab round to her mother’s house, after calling at several night spots to try and track down her brother, Rod. By chance, one of these messages reached the drink-soused guy at the Palomino, where he was still insisting to the Mouse that this was definitely his last drink. When he got the message, Rod, by all accounts, sobered a little—enough to pass on the news of his uncle’s sudden death to the Mouse, who promptly called a cab and bundled him into it and got him round to the mother’s place.

In the meantime, Mildred had been busy making further calls, and her brother Willard was already on his way. Willard, as I discovered later, was a big, drooping guy with a permanent stoop both in his shoulders and in his mind. He was one of those guys who never quite make it; success had always just been out of reach. What is more, he had never been able to prise even a half buck out of his celebrated millionaire brother.

So this conference was held whilst I was downtown in Los Angeles trying to lever myself off the hot squat.

You ever seen a bunch of buzzards gathered around a corpse of a once useful but now dead mule?

To find anyone looking less like a vulture than Angel Delamore would be hard to imagine. She was one of those dames who look as luscious as a ripe pear at the age

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