The Fifth Key: A Classic Mystery Novel by George Harmon Coxe

The Fifth Key: A Classic Mystery Novel by George Harmon Coxe

Author:George Harmon Coxe [Coxe, George Harmon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, detective, crime, noir, sleuth
ISBN: 9781479422333
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2016-06-07T11:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 12

Ira Bronson had offices en suite on the tenth floor of a building on the east side of the Square not far from where Seventh and Broadway become formally acquainted. The reception room sported two leather-covered benches done in imitation maple, a table with some old copies of Variety and Film Daily, a desk in the corner behind a railing, at which a bespectacled girl was pounding a typewriter. At another desk, also behind the railing, and strategically placed beside the gate and the entrance to the private office beyond, sat a sleekly coifed and made-up redhead who had weight, height, and curves in abundance.

When Murdock asked if Mr. Bronson was in she asked his name and looked him over, her blue eyes cataloguing details with accustomed expertness and deciding finally that it would be safe to send his name in. She got up, walked two steps, hips swinging, opened the door, and went in. When she came back she was more friendly.

“You can go in,” she said.

The inner sanctum was nicely done. The rug was dark blue and thick, the walls paneled in some bleached wood and plastered with framed photographs of the great and near great, all duly autographed for Ira. There were two leather chairs, a leather divan, a heavy desk, a leather desk set and blotter, a carafe, tray, and glasses.

Ira Bronson was flat on his back on the divan, his head pillowed on one hand, his sparse black hair awry. He flipped his free hand and waved Murdock toward a chair.

“Hello,” he said. “Glad to see you. Sit down. Have a cigar.”

Murdock said he would smoke a cigarette and sat down. He said it was a nice room, and Bronson liked that. “Cost enough,” he said. “But you got to have some front in this racket.” He rolled over on his side, the angle of his head putting three chins where two had been before. “What’s on your mind?”



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