William Morrison by Death Takes Wings

Author:Death Takes Wings
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-06-09T15:42:10+00:00

YATT was on the floor unconscious, a trickle of blood streaming down his forehead. The only other door led to an inner office. It was closed. Morley pulled at the knob. The door was locked.

A bullet took care of the lock, and he threw the door open. This was Wyatt’s private office. Somebody had been tampering with the safe. The heavy outer door was ajar. Inside, however, was a thin door that was opened by means of a key. This was still shut.

Wyatt’s private office had another door. This door was closed, but not locked. Morley went through it, passed through a room where the stenographer was supposed to work, found himself in Bracken’s office.

Bracken was at his desk, facing the other way, leaning back in his swivel chair. Morley barked at him.

“Bracken, did anybody come through here?”

There was no answer. It was only then that Morley saw the swelling on the man’s head, the thin stream of blood on his face.

Bracken was unconscious, and Morley decided that he could be left alone for a while. He hastened back to where Wyatt was lying on the floor.

Armstrong was now bending over him. As Morley watched, he saw Wyatt stir and heard him groan. He was coming to. A half-minute later, he sat up.

A doctor arrived, and it was not long before both Bracken and Wyatt were fit to talk.

“What happened?” Morley asked.

It was Wyatt who answered.

“I got here about eight with Bracken. We both had a lot of work to do, and we went to our offices. My stenographer was at work in her own room.

“I stepped in to give her some dictation and thought I heard a noise out here. I came out to investigate—and that’s all I know.”

“I wanted to see Mr. Wyatt,” the girl said, “but found the door to his office locked. I had to go around the building. When I came in, he was lying on the floor.”

Morley nodded.

“I guess your arrival scared the crook, and he made off through your office.”

“He must have found me in the way of his escape,” Bracken said weakly. “So he hit me over the head and got out of the building as you were entering it at the other end.”

“What was the crook after?” Morley’s voice was sharp.

“I don’t know.” Wyatt looked puzzled. “There’s some money in that safe, but not much. Not enough for him to take a chance like this. There are some valuable papers. But as the crook didn’t get a chance to lay his hands on them, I don’t know which ones he wanted.”

“Where were you, Armstrong, when all this was happening?” Morley snapped suddenly.

“Why,” Armstrong stammered. “I—I was in the locker room.”

“Anybody see you there?”

“I don’t know.”

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