MurderBanker Thackeray Hutchinson's domicile was one befitting a man who was by way of being one of the nation's wealthiest and most unscrupulously greedy moneybags. It was a penthouse covering the entire roof of a costly building which Thackeray Hutchinson owned in the Wall Street sector.
"I never did like this Hutchinson octopus," Monk muttered as they unloaded before the building which supported the penthouse. "He should have been shot when he was born."
"He's an orphan robber," agreed pale Long Tom.
A private elevator gave admittance to the penthouse, and this was operated by a rather tough–looking fellow in a gaudy uniform.
"Mr. Hutchinson is not in," the operator advised harshly.
"We'll go up anyway," Monk growled.
The attendant started to object, but eyed the chemist's gorilla
