One Night with Nora (Michael Shayne, Book 23)

One Night with Nora (Michael Shayne, Book 23)

Brett Halliday

Language: English

Pages: 96

ISBN: B0032XZOP8

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

One Night with Nora (Michael Shayne, Book 23)

Brett Halliday

Language: English

Pages: 96

ISBN: B0032XZOP8

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


"My God, you're not Ralph!" the woman screamed. No, he wasn't Ralph. He was Mike Shayne, private eye, trying to catch forty winks in his own apartment when the door opens and this strange woman wanders in and gets into bed with him. Can murder be far away?

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agreed to meet him. I was in a hurry to keep the date. I called Lucy and told her to get over to the Commodore and find that alleged letter from me before Mrs. Carrol got there.” He paused, turned to Lucy, and suggested, “You give your end of it, angel. What was that junk in the Herald?” Lucy Hamilton’s face flushed. “It wasn’t junk. It happened exactly the way I told Officer Hagen. Just as I opened the door and turned on the light. Somebody had evidently searched the room. Things from her

on.” “Sure. My car is in the parking-lot around the corner. You might try for fingerprints, but I doubt if you’ll find any. After putting me out like a light, he had plenty of time to wipe everything clean.” Shayne pushed his chair back and got up to accompany the chief to the outer office. Gentry said to Rourke, “Coming along, Tim?” The reporter shook his head lazily. “I’d like more of a fill-in from Mike. I’ll be around for a statement before we go to press, Chief.” Gentry moved with his

That it was Mike Shayne calling and he had this job for last night.” “How were you supposed to contact him?” “I wasn’t. He didn’t give me any number or any way to contact him. I asked him about it, and he said I wasn’t, on any account, to try and call him or anything. That his part in it was strictly on the Q.T.” “Where were you to deliver your picture?” “To a lawyer in Wilmington, Delaware. I’ve got the name and address written down.” “Bates?” “That’s it. Bates. He said the lawyer would

front stool and waited until the bartender drifted toward him. “A slug with a beer chaser,” he said, and lit a cigarette. When his order was placed before him he asked casually, “Seen Bill Nash around lately?” “Not much. He moved, you know. Drops in sometimes. I don’t know you, do I?” “No. But you’re Joe, huh?” “That’s right.” “Bill’s moved, and I can’t locate him. I remember he told me once that you handled all his bets, and I figured maybe he still laid a few with you.” Joe chuckled. “He

been on the switchboard. “In that case,” he said, after a short silence, “I think you’d better get your answers from the source, Will.” He strode across to the bedroom door, and opened it. Nora Carrol jumped up from the edge of the bed, a question forming on her lips. Shayne led her into the living-room and said to Gentry, “This is Mrs. Ralph Carrol.” And to the girl he explained gently, “Will Gentry is our police chief. He tells me your husband has been murdered.” She went white and swayed

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