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Today’s excerpt is from Whodunit Did It, the first of three Elmer Bader books.  Whodunit strikes again.   Enjoy and have a great day.

m.j.

 

Three minutes later, “Whodunit” left with a large bag filled with cash.  Lovejoy was an experienced getaway driver.  He drove off with “Whodunit” in the car at a speed just a mile over the speed limit.  All would have been well, except the car Lovejoy had stolen for the job had, of all things, a tail light out.  They were only two blocks from the parking garage where Whodunit’s car was parked, when the red flashing lights appeared in the rear view mirror.  Lovejoy calmly pulled over and lowered his window.  The patrolmen walked forward in a normal pace.  “Whodunit,” looking over his shoulder, felt things would go fine, as the patrolman surely would not mosey up to the car if he knew it had just been used in a robbery, after having been stolen.  The patrolman bent down, “Sir, you have a tail light out.  May I please see your driver’s license?”

Lovejoy reached inside his coat, pulled his gun out, then shot the patrolman.  He calmly drove off to the parking garage.  When they got there, Lovejoy drove up to the second floor, where “Whodunit’s” car was parked, and when he saw no space next to it, parked two cars down.  Neither man had spoken since the patrolman had been shot.  “Whodunit” took a deep breath, exhaled, opened his door, and, as he got out, brought his gun to bear on Lovejoy.  He shot him in the temple.  He hurried to his own car and drove home.  When he got home, he took off the stolen plates he kept handy for such forays, then put on his own plates.  He went into his house and took off his disguise.  Only then did he show any emotion, “Damnit it, Harry—you were a good driver and a good lover, but it was stupid to kill the cop.”

What “Whodunit” didn’t know, of course, was that Lovejoy was a wanted man.  He had no driver’s license to show the patrolman.  By the time “Whodunit” muttered his words, all sorts of pandemonium was breaking loose.  At the check-cashing establishment, the thrice-wounded attendant was on his way to the hospital.  “Whodunit” had shot him again as he left, sure he had killed the man.  In fact, the man lived through the ordeal.  He was able to give the police very little in the way of help in identifying his attacker.

The patrolman also lived.  He was able to give a very good description of both car and driver.  The car was found early the next day, with the dead driver inside.  By the time Elmer and Alan were assigned the case of the dead driver, good police work and communication had pieced together that the three incidents were all related.  By ten in the morning, Elmer and Alan knew full well “Whodunit” had struck again, but in a much different way than previously, because he had obviously killed his driver for shooting the patrolman. 

 

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