The Silent Bullet by Arthur B. (Arthur Benjamin) Reeve
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fellows on my staff we've got a case that, so far, none of us has
been able to unravel. I'd like to consult you about it." Kennedy expressed his entire willingness to be consulted, and after the usual formalities were over, Mr. Andrews proceeded. "I suppose you are aware that the large insurance companies maintain quite elaborate detective forces and follow very keenly such of the cases of their policy-holders as look at all suspicious. This case which I wish to put in your hands is that of Mr. Solomon Morowitch, a wealthy Maiden Lane jeweller. I suppose you have read something in the papers about his sudden death and the strange robbery of his safe?" "Very little," replied Craig. "There hasn't been much to read." "Of course not, of course not," said Mr. Andrews with some show of gratification. "I flatter myself that we have pulled the wires so as to keep the thing out of the papers as much as possible. We don't want to frighten the quarry till the net is spread. The point is, though, to find out who is the quarry. It's most baffling." "I am at your service," interposed Craig quietly, "but you will have to enlighten me as to the facts in the case. As to that, I know no more than the newspapers." "Oh, certainly, certainly. That is to say, you know nothing at all and can approach it without bias." He paused and then, seeming to notice something in Craig's manner, added hastily: |
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