Hearses Dont Hurry

Hello, I hope I haven't kept you waiting. Yes, this is the crime club. I'm the librarian. Hersas don't hurry. Yes, we have that crime club story for you. Come right over. Good. Take the easy chair by the window.

Comfortable. The book is on the shelf. Here it is. Traces Don't Hurry by Stephen Ransom. The very exciting story of a cleanup campaign that was messed up by murder. Let's look at it under the reading lamp. The city was small and clean and comfortable. Seen from a train window, it looked like many another American

city, but something you had been added to this one that could not be seen from a train window. It was Christopher Chance, young special prosecutor, who has been appointed by the governor to investigate corruption in the office of Anthony Pierce, the district attorney. It was early evening when Christopher Chance left the courthouse after a long conference with

his friend and political benefactor, Judge Rossiter. Main Street was deserted, and so was the little side street two blocks away where his office was located he walked slowly but as he was about to step into the lobby of the small building he turned just in time all rightly are you sure you're not hurt a scratch

I think heavens I've been so worried about you there's nothing to worry about those gangsters have no intention of killing me but they shot at you strategy If you're terribly, I'll have Tony Pierce. Let's go upstairs to the office.

He'll do anything to make a resign now, won't he? I'm afraid so. Maybe he's getting a lot closer to his neck than I think. I'd give anything to see this case closed. You don't know what it's doing to me, kid.