MacMan flung the door open and came in, the girl at his heels.
“Take care of this,” I ordered as I scrambled over the sill. “McCloor shot him.”
A collection of short stories about an unnamed agent of a detective agency in the early 1920s.
MacMan flung the door open and came in, the girl at his heels.
“Take care of this,” I ordered as I scrambled over the sill. “McCloor shot him.”