The Case of the Murdered Mackenzie: a Masao Masuto Mystery (Book Seven)
“The operator was not at all sure that there was anyone with that title, and Masuto said he would settle for police headquarters. When a voice with a heavy burr informed him that this was Edinburgh Police, Masuto gave his own title and rank and said that he was calling from police headquarters in Beverly Hills, and since the police station was also by default police headquarters, Masuto was not straying from the fact. After a long, long pause, which Masuto estimated cost the City of Beverly Hills at least five dollars, another voice told him that he was speaking to Inspector Angus Macready.
“Now, are you putting me on?” Macready said to him. “Or am I really speaking to a policeman in Beverly Hills? Because, laddie, if this is your notion of a bloody joke, you will regret it.”
“No joke, sir. I am Detective Sergeant Masao Masuto of the Beverly Hills police force.”
“Devil take me! What kind of a name is that?”
“Japanese name because my parents were Japanese.”
“Would you spell it?”
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