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The Duchess of Skid Row
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When Special Investigator Jeff McKeon was called hurriedly back to the Puget City DA's office, it marked the end of a beautiful vacation and the abrupt beginning of an ugly frame. For while Jeff's back had been turned, his political enemies had been busy laying plans to give him a permanent vacationâin jail.This time they had the DA on their side, for the evidence seemed quite foolproof. Jeff, they convincingly demonstrated, was the new front-man for the Syndicate's big push into town.And when Jeff realized he had to tackle the Syndicate itself to disprove that, he knew that his fate now lay in the fickle hands of The Duchess of Skid Row âa gal who had every reason to want him dead.
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IF ANYONE had asked me, Iâd have said that being pulled out of the California desert sunshine and dropped into the drizzle of Puget City in November was no way to end a vacation.
But I wasnât asked. I was told.
At 10:00 A.M., I was warm and contented in the little off-the-road adobe shack Griselda Cletis and I had rented. At 10:05 A.M. a telegram was delivered by special messenger from Barstow.
Griselda read the telegram over my shoulder. She kneaded my upper arm with those strong fingers that already had me covered with bruises. She said, âDamn! Canât he leave you alone?â
I said, âSometimes heâs human. It must be something important.â
The telegram read: TAKE FIRST PLANE STOP REPORT IMMEDIATELY ON ARRIVAL STOP THIS MEANS NOW STOP LECLERC.
Robert LeClerc was District Attorney of Puget County. He was also my boss. The wire was typical of him. In ten carefully chosen words he had managed to shatter the first vacation Iâd had in over a year.
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Jets are fabulous pieces of machinery. I caught one at the Los Angeles International Airport at 1 P.M. I was dumped off in Seattle where I caught a local flight for Puget City.
The County-City Tower clock was booming out 4 P.M. as I went through the door with âROBERT LECLERC, District Attorney,â painted on the panel in gold leaf.
I got a scowl of welcome from Stephanie Bartlett, the DAâs secretary. She had a dictating machine earpiece over her right ear and was busy giving her electric typewriter a workout. She stopped typing long enough to thumb me toward the DAâs private office.
I didnât even stop to admire the unbelievable Bartlett bosom. I rapped on the DAâs door, turned the knob, and walked in.
I had been gone eight weeks, six on a job with the Los Angeles police, and two on an unpaid vacation. I couldnât see that much had changed. The DAâs desk was still covered with paper cartons of coffee. He was a very neat man. His desk top held nothing else except the cartons, a telephone, and his tape dictating machine.
I said, âWhoever heard of breaking off a vacation in the middle of the week?â I would have said more but I became aware of a man sitting in shadow beyond the desk.
He occupied the VIP chair as if he belonged in it. His name was Ritter, Captain Orval Ritter, Puget City Police. He was chewing a thick cigar and hating me with his eyes.
Eight weeks ago, he couldnât have bought standing room in the DAâs office.
I said, âWhatâs he doing here, sir?â
The DA said to Ritter, âYou know Jeff McKeon, my special investigator, Captain.â His tone was sarcastic. When he spoke that way, I looked for trouble.
Ritter had small eyes and a large, red-veined nose with a hard trap mouth pursed under it. The eyes kept on hating me. The mouth barely cracked open as he said, âI know McKeon.â He pronounced my name âMcKee-ohnâ instead of âMcQu-uhnâ because he knew it annoyed me.
I ignored him and looked at the DA.
He gulped coffee from a carton and belched dyspeptically. âCaptain Ritter wants me to suspend you pending an investigation. I convinced him you had a right to be heard first. Thatâs why I had you come home.â
âWhat am I to be investigated for, sir?â
Ritter took the cigar out of his mouth. He said, âI told you heâd pull that crap.â
I continued to look at the DA. He said, âAbout a month ago, a rumor started that the California Combine is trying to make a comeback here.â
âTrying, hell!â Ritter said. âItâs ready for business.â
I said, âWhat does that have to do with my being investigated?â
âCaptain Ritter claims to have evidence linking you with the Combine, Jeff.â His voice reflected no opinion of me or of Ritter.
He drank more coffee. âAccording to the Captain, you made contact with the Combine when you first went to Los Angeles eight weeks ago. You told them what our weak points are so they could know the best way to get back into power.â
I turned to Ritter. âCaptain, three years ago I proved to you that three of your men were taking pay-offs. Instead of being grateful for having help in cleaning up the Racket Squad, you got mad. Youâve nursed that until itâs turned into blind hate.â
Ritterâs face got redder than usual, but that was the only reaction I got from him. He said, âThatâs quite a speech, McKeon.â
âThereâs more. I spent six weeks working with the Los Angeles police to nail that smuggling outfit thatâs been operating between our two harbors. I went south at their request. I didnât go down to talk to hoods.â
Ritter got up. He threw the soggy butt of his cigar in the DAâs wastebasket. He wiped his hand across the back of his mouth. He was bigâalmost as tall as I and carrying thirty more pounds in the shoulders. Edging fifty, he was still tough and hard and he still liked to use his horny fists.
He said, âHow I feel about you has nothing to do with the evidence I have, McKeon. My feelings have nothing to do with the proof that you contacted the Combine in L. A. and made a deal with them.â
âLet me see that proof, Captain,â I said.
âYouâll see itâwhen you come up for a hearing,â he said.
I turned to the DA. âCan he hold back evidence when he makes a charge like that?â
âIn this case he can, Jeff. While you were gone, Ritter was made head of the I Squad. He claims that to release the evidence now would be detrimental to the I Squadâs investigation into the Combineâs activities.â
The I Squad was Puget Cityâs latest effort at curbing crime. Weâd taken our cue from the larger cities and set up an undercover outfit only six months ago. It was composed of smart men who had never been openly associated with local police work. And it had been run by Captain Clancy, a man who understood the special needs of men who had to work on their own, to think beyond the bounds of the book. But about the time Iâd gone south, Clancy had taken sick leave.
I wondered what political maneuver had made Ritter the head in Clancyâs place. There was no police Captain with less imagination, with less understanding of the special nature of I Squad work, than Ritter.
I said, âIâm sorry to hear that. The I Squad boys were doing some good work.â
Ritterâs face turned redder. He took a deep breath and lifted one fist. We stared at one another long enough to count to a hundred backwards. Maybe he did. He dropped his fist and started around me for the door. His eyes met mine again. Triumph shone in them, and blotted out the hate.
He left the door open behind him.
I shut it after giving Stephanie a quick glance. She was still typing from the dictating machine. I went back to the DA.
âRitter isnât wasting all this sweat just to get even with me.â
The DA rubbed his thin nose with the side of a tobacco-stained finger. âWhen the voters elected us to clean up the town and the county, we surprised a lot of people by doing just that. And we hurt a lot of them too.â
âAre you trying to tell me that Ritter belongs with those councilmen and cops we sent to the pen? Because I donât believe it. When he was a rookie, he flattened his imagination along with his feet, but he didnât pick up the habit of taking pay-offs.â
âRitterâs honest enough. I wasnât talking about him. I was talking about the people we swept out of the corners when we cleaned up. Some of them are just waiting to get back into business. They know they wonât as long as weâre around.â
He paused long enough to drink more coffee. âBut in a way Ritter is in it too, Jeff. He hates us because we gave him a black mark when we exposed the men working for him. He has that kind of mind. We didnât do our job by the book, so we did it wrong.â
âIn other words, if someone fakes evidence to frame me, to make me look bad so the departmentâyouâwill be discredited, Ritter wonât put that evidence under a microscope?â
âThatâs the way it is,â the DA said. He sounded so positive that I knew he had more to tell me.
âI first heard the rumor about you yesterday. I had a little snooping done. I didnât find out muchâRitterâs nursing the evidence he has.â
He paused and watched me light a cigaret. âBut I got this much,â he said. âThe tip that youâre connected with the Combine came from two sources: an anonymous letter to Ritter, and a telephone call to the I Squad man he has on the case. They both said about the same thing. They connected you and the Combine.â
âWho has Ritter got on the case?â
âJohnny Itsuko. Heâs been handling the entire investigation ever since the first rumble a couple of weeks ago.â
âThatâs the only good news Iâve heard since I get here. I introduced Johnny to his wife, and I got him out of that gym where he was teaching judo and onto the ...