Look Three Ways At Murder by John Creasey

Author:John Creasey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crime
Publisher: House of Stratus
Published: 2014-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

At eleven o’clock that night the telephone bell rang in the Wests’ home. Martin, the elder boy, was reading in the kitchen. He looked up, obviously hoping that one of the others would answer the telephone. His father was in the front room, Richard and his mother were upstairs, Richard trying on a shirt which wanted the sleeves shortening. He could hear his mother calling out:

“Don’t, Richard! Stand still.”

Richard was in one of his giggly moods, then.

The telephone bell kept ringing. At last, Martin, called Scoop, a broad-shouldered, physically strong and very fit lad, put his book down reluctantly, and got up. As he did so, he heard his father answer.

“Roger West speaking.”

Martin went to the door, the tone of voice intriguing him. He saw his father standing in the hallway, where a telephone was easily accessible to all parts of the ground floor. He saw from his father’s expression that this was something which really mattered to him. They had seen very little of each other lately, and although Martin knew about the Bennison job, he had no idea how deeply it mattered.

“Oh, well,” his father said. “Tomorrow’s another day. No sign at all, you say.” He held on for a moment, then straightened up, and said: “Goodnight. Thanks.” He put down the receiver and stared straight ahead for a few seconds, as if he did not notice his son.

Then Scoop heard his mother shout from the top of the stairs:

“Any luck, dear?”

“They haven’t got either of them yet,” Roger replied. “I’m beginning to think they might have been tipped off.”

“Is it anything important?” Martin inquired.

“Pretty important,” his father said. “When you hear the telephone ring, don’t wait for an hour before answering it.”

“Sorry, Dad,” Martin said guiltily.

“I can tell you’re worried, Dad,” Richard put in. He had come down to distract attention from his brother. “Is it this Bennison job?”

“Yes, that’s it,” Roger said.

Suddenly he began to talk, as he would sometimes to the family, about Bennison, young Paul Bennison, that family, the day’s hope that they were on the right track, and now the failure to pick up the boxer, Dorris, or his close friend, Marriott. Richard, taller than Scoop, with thick dark hair, and intent manner, listened enthralled.

Talking was doing Roger good, Janet persuaded herself.

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