CHAPTER IIIHENRIETTA
Next day I just stick around. In the afternoon I ease along to the telegraph office an’ I sent a code wire to the “G” Office in New York askin’ them to let me have a list of the servants an’ people employed by Granworth Aymes at the time of his suicide an’ their locations right now, that is if they can find ’em out.
I have got a sorta hunch about this Aymes suicide. It looks to me like there is something screwy about it, an’ if I can dig up anything that is goin’ to help me along, then I reckon I am goin’ to dig.
The main difference between the sorta things that you read about in detective fiction an’ the things that happen in real life is that the real life things is always a damn sight more strange than the ones in the book. No writin’ guy ever had the nerve to wr
