Post by Salzmank on May 6, 2017 2:30:17 GMT
“That’s right, Geoff,” O’Leary responded, “but I can’t imagine what the other one has to do with anything. It was on Johnson’s desk—must have been working on it when he was shot—but it was just a list of names, the members of the club.”
“Do you have it?”
They did indeed, and Geoff saw exactly that—a list of names. Other than the three men Pop had mentioned earlier, and Johnson himself, there were Laurence Marsden and Hal Quincy, the actors; Ken Flaherty and Bruce Nalley, the politicians; Pete Jeffers and Walter Davis, the bankers; the two Theodores, Ted Alton and Theodore Smith (the one a lawyer and the other a retired ad executive); and, last but not least, Leo Oscar, the grocery-store entrepreneur.
It was a long while that Geoff considered those names and said nothing. He was obviously deep in thought, going through every possible permutation of the...
“Of course,” Geoffrey Lord muttered to himself. “How simple.”
“Oh, yes,” sighed Miss Vale. “How very simple.”
“Hm?”
“Well, I see the pattern too, Geoff. I’m just agreeing with you that it’s so simple.”
“We certainly ain’t seein’ it!”—this from a disgruntled Sgt. Mack.
“Ah!” said the Great Man. “Well, you go first, Paula.”
“Thank you, Geoff,” said the fair Paula. “The murderer is…”
“Do you have it?”
They did indeed, and Geoff saw exactly that—a list of names. Other than the three men Pop had mentioned earlier, and Johnson himself, there were Laurence Marsden and Hal Quincy, the actors; Ken Flaherty and Bruce Nalley, the politicians; Pete Jeffers and Walter Davis, the bankers; the two Theodores, Ted Alton and Theodore Smith (the one a lawyer and the other a retired ad executive); and, last but not least, Leo Oscar, the grocery-store entrepreneur.
It was a long while that Geoff considered those names and said nothing. He was obviously deep in thought, going through every possible permutation of the...
“Of course,” Geoffrey Lord muttered to himself. “How simple.”
“Oh, yes,” sighed Miss Vale. “How very simple.”
“Hm?”
“Well, I see the pattern too, Geoff. I’m just agreeing with you that it’s so simple.”
“We certainly ain’t seein’ it!”—this from a disgruntled Sgt. Mack.
“Ah!” said the Great Man. “Well, you go first, Paula.”
“Thank you, Geoff,” said the fair Paula. “The murderer is…”