Thrilling Mystery Novel Spring 1945 by Spain John & Hobart Donald Bayne & Perowne Barry & Merwin Sam Jr

Author:Spain, John & Hobart, Donald Bayne & Perowne, Barry & Merwin, Sam Jr.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Pulp
Publisher: Thrilling Mystery Novel
Published: 1945-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

15

Detectives Hahn and Koestler of the Robbery Squad were waiting for him when McCord got home. They were the two who had asked his opinion earlier about Gretchen Van Dorn and Egbert and Faith in the matter of the missing Van Dorn jewels. They wanted his opinion again, they said, coming out of the small glassed-in office as he rolled down the ramp to the basement garage.

McCord turned his car over to the sleepy-eyed night attendant and invited them up to his apartment for a drink. They said no, they didn’t think they’d better. They appreciated it and all that, but the fact of the matter was that they were in a spot, kind of, and maybe he could give them some advice, and they would certainly be obliged if he could, and in any case they didn’t think they’d better have liquor on their breath when they turned in their report.

“Although,” Hahn said, licking his lips, “a dram of that panther serum you gave us once before wouldn’t go bad.” Hahn was the more uncomfortable of the two. He and McCord and Koestler moved over to the door of the automatic elevator, out of earshot of the attendant.

Waiting for the car to come down from somewhere around the tenth floor McCord eyed his visitors without any noticeable degree of affection. “All right, lugs, get it off your chests. I may as well tell you, though, that if it’s anything requiring influence around headquarters I haven’t got any. Everybody from Regan on down holds his nose I get within a hundred yards of the hall.”

“Maybe that’s why we come to you,” Koestler said. “Not,” he added hastily, “that we think there’s anything to it. It’s just that you gave us the low-down on this Van Dorn outfit once, some angles we hadn’t thought about, and we wanted—” He looked at his partner, apparently finding it difficult to put into words just what it was that he want

‘The elevator came down, thumped solidly against the bumpers in the pit. Hahn said, “Well—uh—the truth of the matter is, we get a tip maybe we’d better search this Faith Martin’s room again, so we go out there and wait around till she’s some place else, then we do—in a refined way, of course—and what do you think we find?”

McCord’s eyes were suddenly bright and intent. He hazarded a guess that was not really a guess at all. “The Van Dorn jewels?”

“Right,” Hahn said. He was not particularly jubilant about it.

“All of them?”

“Well, no,” Hahn said. He stared at the tips of his bull-dog shoes. “We find enough to make it open and shut, though, even if the old lady hadn’t identified them. This—now—Evil Star sapphire was in the lot.” His rather prominent Adam’s apple moved up and down a couple of times and he spat. “We find ’em in the hem of a window drape.” Heavy-lidded eyes looked at McCord. “We don’t find ’em when we looked there before.”

“You think it’s a plant?”

Hahn sighed.

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