The Last Poker Hand
A homicide sergeant stood in the hotel suite, gazing down at the body of Bugsy Ferret. “He was a card sharp,” the sergeant told the hotel ma
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A homicide sergeant stood in the hotel suite, gazing down at the body of Bugsy Ferret. “He was a card sharp,” the sergeant told the hotel ma
The time of death was firmly established. At 10:06 p.m. all three suspects said they heard a gunshot echo through the house. The house was s
“The car alarm often goes off in hot, humid weather,” Elliot Zypher told the inspector from the burglary division. “When it went off l
“Mr. Granger?” The secretary tried to speak calmly into the receiver. “This is Emily. Could you come down to the nineteenth floor? It’s sort…
The silent alarm announced a break-in at the home of Jordan Marsh, the famous collector. When a patrolman arrived, he found two men waiting