You Might As Well Die (2011)
You Might As Well Die
“The desk was piled with papers, manila folders and a tall, half-eaten corned-beef sandwich on a square of waxed paper. “I had a little hunch you’d come sniffing around here today.”
“Ah, is that how modern police work is performed these days?” Dorothy asked. “With little hunches?”
“It’s certainly not performed with little lunches,” Benchley said, looking at O’Rannigan’s big, greasy sandwich.
O’Rannigan’s half smile of welcome disappeared. “Captain Church knew you were mixed up in this.”
“We’re n...ot mixed up in any—”
“Save your breath,” O’Rannigan snapped. “Captain Church saw Mr. Benchley here at MacGuffin’s art auction the other night. Says he knew right away you two were involved somehow—and deeper than just getting MacGuffin’s suicide note.” The detective leaned back in his chair, folding his hands on his big belly. “Did you come here to turn yourselves in?”
“Turn ourselves in?” Dorothy asked.
“Turn ourselves into what?”MoreLess
“Ah, is that how modern police work is performed these days?” Dorothy asked. “With little hunches?”
“It’s certainly not performed with little lunches,” Benchley said, looking at O’Rannigan’s big, greasy sandwich.
O’Rannigan’s half smile of welcome disappeared. “Captain Church knew you were mixed up in this.”
“We’re n...ot mixed up in any—”
“Save your breath,” O’Rannigan snapped. “Captain Church saw Mr. Benchley here at MacGuffin’s art auction the other night. Says he knew right away you two were involved somehow—and deeper than just getting MacGuffin’s suicide note.” The detective leaned back in his chair, folding his hands on his big belly. “Did you come here to turn yourselves in?”
“Turn ourselves in?” Dorothy asked.
“Turn ourselves into what?”MoreLess
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