Dead Man's Diary & A Taste for Cognac (Michael Shayne, Book 10)
A Michael Shayne homicide secret with a sophisticated woman reporter excited by a case of smuggled cognac, a cruelly tortured useless sea captain and an island citadel filled with trigger-happy hoods.
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Police headquarters. “This is Mike Shayne, and I’ve bought a corpse for you.” He gave the deal with and hung up, became and went to a door marked Janitor, contrary the stairway. He opened the door and referred to as, “Jake.” A voice stated, “Yassuh,” and in a second a wrinkled Negro got here to the door. “What yo’ wish, Mist’ Shayne?” “Do you know the way a girl obtained in my apartment?” “Yo’ sistuh? Yassah. Ah allow her in, Mist’ Shayne. She stated ’twas a s’prise like.” “What time did you enable her in?” “’Bout a hour.
And quiet down to a few good reading.” again at his house, he bolted the door and scowled apparently on the black booklet in his fingers. His lips labored as if they tasted anything stable. He opened it to the flyleaf and skim: estate of Jasper Groat, 3rd Engineer, S. S. Okeechobee. He got rid of his hat and coat, settled himself with a tumbler of brandy, and balanced the diary on his knees. He flipped the pages rapidly until eventually he got here to the date of the sinking of the S. S. Okeechobee. the following he.
bogged down, analyzing each one web page conscientiously. at the 3rd day, Groat had written: H is undesirable at the present time. Vomited a few blood after breakfast. I prayed for him yet he wouldn’t subscribe to me. imagine he'll die quickly if no longer rescued. C sneaked a few additional water at sunrise. Pretended I didn’t see him… Later that very same day he famous: H weaker. He repeated Lord’s prayer with me. i feel he'll locate God… at the morning of the fourth day: H very undesirable. consider convinced he can’t reside lengthy. whatever preys on his sense of right and wrong. belief he.
poultry is available in with a suitcase this night. It’s loaded with twenty-four bottles of Monnet 1926, such as you stated. It’s prewar,” he went on defensively, “sealed without profit stamps on it. All he desires is 100, so what am i able to lose? I can’t positioned it out right here the place an inspector will see it, yet i will be able to fill up criminal bottles and continue my shoppers satisfied. So I provide him a C and check out to pry unfastened the place there’s extra, yet he swears that’s all there's and beats it. So I ship Blackie and Lennie to work out can.
Shell-lined stroll led as much as front door. He received out and walked up the stroll. The little condo was once equipped solidly of porous limestone, and its in basic terms home windows have been around, metal-framed portholes that regarded as if they'd been taken from a boat. The door had a heavy bronze knocker and the hinges and lock have been additionally of bronze. He attempted the knob and the door opened inward. The slender hallway disclosed a ship’s lantern with an electrical bulb striking from a hand-hewn beam of cypress. An open door to.