Die Like a Dog
“They found the city detectives seated in chairs near the door, with Charles sullenly lounging in a deep chair at the other side of the room.
Gentry strode in flatfootedly and crossed to stop directly in front of the chauffeur. He deliberately extracted a black cigar from his inner pocket, bit off the end and spat it on the floor, struck a match and held it to the other end, inhaled deeply and thrust his blunt jaw out. His features and his voice were granite-hard as he said, “Don’t get the idea I’m buying any of this, Morton. I’ve got a pretty good notion about the sort of games you’ve been playing with your employer’s child-bride behind his back, and I think it’s just too bad that her pants got so hot last night that she couldn’t let you go to bed alone.
“But your sex life is no concern of mine except as it has a bearing on murder.”
Charles said, “Marvin committed suicide, if that’s what you’re talking about.”
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