Go Away To Murder by John Creasey

Author:John Creasey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crime
Publisher: House Of Stratus
Published: 2014-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Mrs Leo. Clayton. Wife Lt. Commander Clayton R.N. (Submarines)

‘Just another of them,’ he thought glumly. ‘Not much difference from the rest.’

From the report he learned that Clayton was at sea, and had been out of England for nearly eighteen months, serving on a Far East station. He was thirty-nine, his wife two years younger. They were wealthy, and on either side related to well-known families. Ideal victims for Riordon, for they would be anxious to avoid scandal at all cost.

Roger’s lips set tightly.

Another man highly placed in secret circles would receive a shock that might break him up. Roger wondered how long it had been since Clayton had heard from his wife, then found a note that she had been missing for six weeks.

Roger finished reading the file, then looked through the report of the three CID men who had gone to Morgan’s assistance. Chatsworth had told the story of Michison, Morris and Bennett fully, and there was little to add. Riordon had gone to see each of them, and the evidence that he had actually entered their offices seemed quite conclusive. The verbatim reports of conversations with the men themselves, and their denials that Riordon had been in to see them, were interesting because in each case the man had been very emphatic.

‘I’ll see ‘em myself,’ Roger decided, and picked up the telephone, asking for Sloan. When the sergeant answered, Roger said: ‘Sloan, do you know the addresses, private and business, of Michison, Morris and Bennett?’

‘There’s a note of them in my file,’ said Sloan.

‘Get in touch with them, and make appointments for me tonight, will you?’ asked Roger. ‘And have you the name of the harmonica player who performed on the radio the other day?’

‘Yes, sir. Reginald Bright. He’s in the RAF. I’ve his number and station here somewhere.’

‘Find out the most convenient time for me to see him, will you?’ asked Roger.

The air of the Warsaw Concerto kept running through his mind. He recalled vividly the effect it had had upon him when he had heard it on the radio after waking up out of a deep sleep in the orchard of the cottage. He could not rid himself of the conviction that the artiste who had played it over the air was the same as Riordon’s faithful watchdog.

‘But if he’s in the RAF he can’t be,’ said Roger, ‘and that’s that.’

Chatsworth telephoned to say that there was nothing waiting for him that needed discussing that night, and that he was going to his flat. He wanted Roger to come to see him first thing in the morning. Roger gave the necessary assurance, and then Sloan rang through. ‘I’ve made the appointments, sir,’ he said. ‘Michison at nine-fifteen, Morris at ten o’clock, and Bennett at ten forty-five.’

‘Did you have any trouble?’ asked Roger.

‘None of them seemed surprised,’ said Sloan.

‘We’ll have to get going if we’re to fit them all in.’

‘You want me to come with you?’

‘Yes.

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