Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 November 1939 — Page 15

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about luck? The taxi driver going

"to his coffee. Flynn's own. driver

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just another fare to me—didn’t even

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Jeans wife.

“him, to have the .captain sore at| | ,and to have to find a will-g’=| { ; taxi driver at 4 a. m. was ask-|-

.ta see another driver climbing out =the taxi parked “diréctly ahead. E held his breath as the man

‘8ccesso! “Aa what?” Smith ‘choked:

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By TOM. HORNER

“" _ CAST OF CHARACTERS" “¥ ARNOLD BENTHORNE~Five persons wished him dead. : : HELEN BENTHORNE — His charming

WILLIAM ALSTON — Beathotne's’ fa-. ‘ther-in-law and business : associate. JOEY DI TORIO — Night club owner:

° ‘JOHN DOUGLAS—A young mining esi ||

gineer, in love with Ara. 3 CAPTAIN DAWSON—A detective. whe “Mies to listen.

A "YESTERDAY — Joey di Torio admiis “he and Benthorne were “associated” in . Several rackets. Dawson believes the Sangster killed Benthorne to silence him. Joey finally admits he left the club, but maintains it was after midnight. He also reminds Dawson of one other thing

that. will ‘prove his nnveenge-iali :

eam BET DAN FLYNN’ feet

It was bad enough, he told Him-

“8elf, to stand half the night in the| |

rain, but to have a murder: piled on

FEE!

too much of -his even Irish tem-

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How the devil did. Dawson’ him to-locate one taxi driver—~Nick Smith—ixf a city full ‘of taxi drivers? ‘The taxi company had beer a great p—yeah! . * & cab hurrigd by. Flynn whistled, but the cab sped on. Another taxi; hurrying -

down the opposite side |-

of the streef, whirled around and the door swung apen before Flynn. “Just drive,” . he ‘ordered; and slumping in the seat, kicked off his shoes, wiggled his toes in damp socks and promptly went to-sléep. . - ° He awakened half an ‘hour later. The cab was stopped, even the meter was silent, Flynn looked around, saw he was parked in front of an. all-night lunch stand. The driver evidently decided he needed a cup of coffee. Coffee might go well; Flynn thought. A car paused beside the cab, then pulled in front. to park. Flynn grunted as he tied the laces of his shoes, raised his head just in time

at the door of the lutich “What was’ that Dawson had said

through the door was—Nick Smith{ A moment later Flynn's service revolver was in his raincoat Pocket, and” Flynn was pushing; into- the lusich ‘stand. “Hello,” Nick!” he said softly. - The driver whirled on 'tlte stool, stared at Flynn, then turned back

got up, quickly. “Just stopped for a cup of java,” he explained. good ‘sleep and I hated to disturb you. AH us drivers usually stop here and gossip an ty ‘

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Smith. “Who? Nick?” the driver asked. “Nick's all right, ‘Sergeant.

stool next to Smith. “I've been looking for you, Nick,” i he went on. “About that fast one you pulled tonight. Here's your driver's license.” “Oh, that!” Smith turned to him. “Sorry if I Sergeant. That girl—" “Yeah, that girl—” Flynn broke,

in. “Where is she? Where did-youi|

pick her up?” : “I don't remember. Hell, she: was give. me much of a tip,” Nick growled over his coffee.

“You better start remembering, |}

Nick,” Flynn said quietly. “There was a murder—and you're a possible;

“A murder—man killed. Maybe that kid who jumped out of the car did it: - You helped him and the-girl

Now { . if he was speeding, maybe—". - i. ignored him, sat ‘onthe | --

almost spilled you,

get away. How about it, Nick? Are

you going: to. talk’ or am I going to have to take you in?” *T1I talk” * “E picked them upsthis guy and the girl—over on the avenue, in

houses. I thought they was just a couple of petters. They said to just,

Whatdya wean, -is ‘business that: had? 1 that ae our sales-chart— that's Chuck's. disposition for this month.” -

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THIS CURIOUS ‘WORLD

drive around and they talked: for a1 ff

while. ~ “Finally -the fellows ‘asks me if

I know where there's a preacher.|-

Said ‘they wanted to get married | ||. ECHR Then. they argue some more and} ji FA

it seems like the girl is doin’ most

of the talking. Then she asks me| C

to stop. . “Driver,” she says in that soft voice, ‘will you help us out? My flance and I want to. get married, but his father don’t like- it.’

“Now me, I'm sort of a romantic! I <a

guy, and I like to help out a couple.

of of Kids" “You can fell your Tove story’ to the captain, Nick,” Flynn said shortly. “Right now I want to know one thing. Where does this girl live?” “I swear—I swear I -don’t know. Honest, I let her out at a subway ~—honest— “There are ways of* improving your memory, Nick,” Flynn inter rupted. “I hope. we don’t have to use them.”

THE GIRL'WITH the smoky eyes tugged at the straps on her battered | suitcase, pulling it closed, finally turned the key in the lock. She rose

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