“She opened the door and it was Bennie, with a boiled bell hat that was two sizes too small for his head. “Bennie, come on in!” “I was on my way to Tangletown—thought I’d call by.” “Like some coffee?” He stamped his snowy galoshes on the mat. “No, no. I can’t stay long. I’ve got a viewing at the Starling property.” “Well, if you can sell that old ruin for the asking price, you’re a better realtor than I am.” He took off his padded coat and his hat, and perched his hat on top of the banister post.... “Did you meet John Shooks yesterday?” he asked her. “Yes, I did. And I really think we’re making some progress. He’s coming around later this morning and bringing a friend of his.” “That’s good,” said Bennie. “That’s good.” But then he said, “I hope it’s good, anyhow.” “You hope it’s good? The way you talked about him before, he’s the best detective since Sherlock Holmes.” “I don’t know, Lil. Maybe it’s nothing. But I met my brother Myron yesterday and told him that Shooks was going to be working on your case.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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