CHAPTER EIGHTEENI had a number of beers at Sam’s and walked on up to my office. The prehistoric elevator took me to the fifth floor and I walked down the hallway to the dingy door that says, Lee and Knight, Private Investigations. I unlocked the door and went in.
Without taking off my hat, I sat down at the desk and reached for the phone. I remembered the number from the last time. I dialed and had Mrs. Shulman on the wire in less than a half-minute.
I said, “Mrs. Shulman, this is Jeb Knight again. I think I’ve found the answer to the question that wasn’t in Harry’s magazine.”
She said something I didn’t quite get.
I said, “Mrs. Shulman, you mentioned that Harry was treasurer of the Scylla Club. Could you tell me if he kept the club’s books there at the house?”
“Why, I believe so.”
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