.. Not so dumb, am I, Bonnie-boy?
Not so dumb! I can put two and two together as well as the next
one--pretty near as well as the district attorney's new 'special
investigator!'"
* * * * *
Although Bonnie Dundee had taken Captain Strawn's none-too-gentle
parting gibe with good grace, it was a very thoughtful young detective
who set about locking himself into the house in which Nita Selim had
been murdered.
Captain Strawn had beaten him to the job that evening by at least twenty
minutes. Had the old detective stumbled upon something which Dundee, for
all his spectacular thoroughness, had overlooked or had been unable to
turn up because Strawn had suppressed it?
What if Strawn's parting boast was not an idle one, and he really had
"the goods" on Ralph Hammond? Had the old chief been laughing up his
sleeve during the farce of playing out the "death hand at bridge," and
during the merciless quizzing of old Judge Marshall?
But Dundee's native common sense quickly routed his gloom. Captain
Strawn was too direct in his methods, too afraid of antagonizing the
rich and influential, to have permitted even a "special investigator"
from the district attorney's office to torment those twelve people
needlessly.
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