Complete Short Fiction (Jerry eBooks) by James H Schmitz

Author:James H Schmitz [Schmitz, James H]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-24T04:00:00+00:00

Cavender snapped the top of the squat little thermos flask back in place and restored it to the glove compartment of Jeffries’ car. He brushed a few crumbs from the knees of his trousers and settled back in the seat, discovering he no longer felt nearly as tired and washed out as he had been an hour ago in the lecture room. A few cups of coffee and a little nourishment could do wonders for a man, even at the tail end of a week of hard work.

The last light in the Institute building across the street went out and Cavender heard the click of the front door. The bulky figure of Detective Sergeant Reuben Jeffries stood silhouetted for a moment in the street lights on the entrance steps. Then Jeffries came down the steps and crossed the street to the car.

“All done?” Cavender asked.

“All done,” Jeffries said through the window. He opened the door, eased himself in behind the wheel and closed the door.

“They took Grady away by the back entrance,” he told Cavender. “The records in his files . . . he wasn’t keeping much, of course . . . and the stuff in the safe and those instruments went along with him. He was very co-operative. He’s had a real scare.”

Cavender grunted. “He’ll get over it.”

Jeffries hesitated, said, “I’m something of a Johnny-come-lately in this line of work, you know. I’d be interested in hearing how it’s handled from here on.”

“In this case it will be pretty well standard procedure,” Cavender said. “Tomorrow around noon I’ll have Grady brought in to see me. I’ll be in a curt and bitter mood—the frustrated honest cop. I’ll tell him he’s in luck. The D. A.‘s office has informed me that because of the important names involved in this fraud case, and because all but around forty thousand dollars of the money he collected in this town have been recovered, they’ve decided not to prosecute. He’ll have till midnight to clear out. If he ever shows up again, he gets the book.”

“Why leave him the forty thousand?” Jeffries asked. “I understood they know darn well where it’s stashed.”

Cavender shrugged. “The man’s put in two years of work, Reuben. If we clean him, he might get discouraged enough to get out of the racket and try something else. As it is, he’ll have something like the Institute of Insight going again in another city three months from now. In an area that hasn’t been cropped over recently. He’s good in that line . . . one of the best, in fact.”

Jeffries thoughtfully started the car, pulled out from the curb. Halfway down the block, he remarked, “You gave me the go-ahead sign with the cigarette right after the Greenfield girl claimed she’d put the paper napkin into that image. Does that mean you finally came to a decision about her?”

“Uh-huh.”

Jeffries glanced over at him, asked, “Is there any secret about how you’re able to spot them?”

“No . . . except that I don’t know.

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