Murder in the Gunroom eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 264 pages of information about Murder in the Gunroom.

Murder in the Gunroom eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 264 pages of information about Murder in the Gunroom.

“I’d had that in mind when I asked you about the merger,” Rand said.  “I have about two thousand with you, haven’t I?” He did a moment’s mental arithmetic, then got out his checkbook.  “Pick me up about a hundred shares,” he told the broker.  “I’ve been meaning to get in on this ever since I heard about it.”

“I don’t see how you did hear about it,” Cabot said.  “For obvious reasons, it’s being kept pretty well under the hat.”

Rand grinned.  “Quote, usually well-informed sources, unquote.  Not the sources mentioned above.”

“Jeff, you know, this damned thing’s worrying me,” Cabot told him, writing a receipt and exchanging it for Rand’s check.  “I’ve been trying to ignore it, but I simply can’t.  Do you really think Lane Fleming was murdered by somebody who wanted to see this merger consummated and who knew that that was an impossibility as long as Fleming was alive?”

“Philip, I don’t know.  And furthermore, I don’t give a damn,” Rand lied.  “If somebody wants me to look into it, and pays me my possibly exaggerated idea of what constitutes fair compensation, I will.  And I’ll probably come up with Fleming’s murderer, dead or alive.  But until then, it is simply no epidermis off my scrotum.  And I advise you to adopt a similar attitude.”

They changed the subject, then, to the variety of pistols developed and used by the opposing nations in World War II, and the difficulties ahead of Cabot in assembling even a fairly representative group of them.  Rand promised to mail Cabot a duplicate copy of his list of the letter-code symbols used by the Nazis to indicate the factories manufacturing arms for them, as well as copies of some old wartime Intelligence dope on enemy small-arms.  At a little past one, he left Cabot’s home and returned to the Fleming residence.

There were four cars in the garage.  The Packard sedan had not been moved, but the station-wagon was facing in the opposite direction.  The gray Plymouth was in the space from which Rand had driven earlier in the evening, and a black Chrysler Imperial had been run in on the left of the Plymouth.  He put his own car in on the right of the station-wagon, made sure that the Leech & Rigdon was locked in his glove-box, and closed and locked the garage doors.  Then he went up into the house, through the library, and by the spiral stairway to the gunroom.

The garage had been open, he recalled, at the time of Lane Fleming’s death.  The availability of such an easy means of undetected ingress and egress threw the suspect field wide open.  Anybody who knew the habits of the Fleming household could have slipped up to the gunroom, while Varcek was in his lab, Dunmore was in the bathroom, and Gladys and Geraldine were in the parlor.  As he crossed the hall to his own room, Rand was thinking of how narrowly Arnold Rivers had escaped a disastrous lawsuit and criminal action by the death of Lane Fleming.

CHAPTER 10

Copyrights
Project Gutenberg
Murder in the Gunroom from Project Gutenberg. Public domain.