By Max Allan Collins, Mickey Spillane
Thirty-two tales of gorgeous ingenuity. Thirty-two writers of mythical genius. 100 years of crime fiction in a specific assortment.
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I jerked a thumb toward the door to the right. ” “Fine, fine. If you don’t understand, then others won’t. ” “No, not a word. You think they’re keeping her prisoner until they finish their work below? But if they kill you, then—” “Never mind about my life. I’ve taken care of it for years. And I intend to live to dance on the graves of Armin Loring, Baron Stutz, et al. ” He had a first-class chill right away. Maybe I didn’t hear his bones rattle, but I heard the change in his pocket. Jerry remained behind and I got a slant at the assistant manager, standing in the room beyond when we passed through it.
I told him. “There’s a phone on that desk. Go to your home. Stay awake. Mary Morse is missing. They won’t harm her until after the stuff is safe away from here—if it’s here—or if they intend to bring it here and carry it away in those vases. You have let things go too far and so have I. I’d have the feds in here now if it weren’t for the danger to Mary. I’m going to blow the works tonight—come what may. ” “But they won’t tell you where she is. ” “Mr. Lee,” I said very seriously, and meant it, “if they don’t tell me they won’t be alive to kill her later.
What’s more, we had our coat collars turned up. If anyone watched us enter or not, I don’t know. I didn’t see anyone; didn’t expect anyone, but I like to do things as if the whole town were watching. Conklyn Lee was nervous as a mother hen when we stepped into his private office and fumbled with the key at least a full minute before he got that door locked. He finally said: “Why is that young man with you, Mr. Williams? ” I gave him a dig in the ribs. ” I jerked a thumb toward the door to the right.