G-Men Detective Fall 1949 by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Pulp
Publisher: G-Men Detecyive Magazine
Published: 2024-08-18T00:00:00+00:00

Lady Killer

by Norman A. Daniels

Tragedy plays a one-night stand in Manhattan when Matt Collins prowls the city in search of his wite’s murderer!

With one long bound, Collins reached the side of the bed and flung himself on Luke

Chapter 1

Dead Woman

Matthew Collins went to the narrow window of his hotel room and looked down at the rooftops. He was glad he had a room sixteen stories above the ground. At least he had air and comparative quiet, though New York City seemed noisy to him even at this distance above the streets.

Spending five days and five nights in one room would be monotonous to any man. To Matthew Collins, it was torture. Below the greatest city in the world teemed with life and laughter and he was imprisoned here as surely as if the door was barred.

The remnants of his dinner, on its tray, had grown cold long ago. The room-service man would be up pretty soon. He spoke but little English and was as ugly as sin, but he was human and Matthew Collins looked forward to his visit.

Collins crushed out a cigarette in the overflowing ash tray and wondered how many more he could smoke before he raised third-degree burns in his mouth. And he damned Helen. It was all her fault. Then he amended that mentally—he’d been as much to blame. When a marriage goes on the rocks both parties are responsible. Of course, the war helped, but then two people genuinely in love would have made the best of it.

He wondered what she looked like, after five long years. Why she hadn’t written him—at least a postcard telling him where she was. The only clue he had was that brief letter she’d sent to her mother, before the old lady died four years ago. In that note she’d said she had a job in New York and was going to stay there. She’d given no address.

Someone knocked on the door. It was the room-service waiter, and with him was a pimply-faced youth in the gray uniform of a porter. The pimply-faced kid remained standing in the doorway. “You’re new, aren’t you?” Collins said to him. The kid nodded. “Yeah. Freight elevator. Any of your business, chum?” Collins turned his back on him, sat down and picked up the latest copies of all the New York newspapers. He skimmed the pages to the personal notices and found his ad. It read exactly like all the others which he’d had inserted in each newspaper for almost a week, now:

Helen Collins, nee Parker: Important you contact me Hotel Flamingo, Room 1671. Your benefit and mine. Matthew.

If Helen read that, she’d know. But for five days the ad had run and there hadn’t been a phone call. Maybe she’d left New York for other parts. Maybe she was dead! Collins paced the floor again after the waiter had departed.

He tried to read the stack of newspapers, but his mind wasn’t on what he read. This whole thing seemed to be a waste of time.

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