Chapter Seven
‘AHEM.’ SUPERINTENDENT Bradley cleared his throat with what was, to Rafferty, a pleasurable look of aggrieved embarrassment on his heavily-jowled features.
Rafferty, sitting in the visitor’s chair in front of his boss’s desk, and aware he had his chief bang to rights, had just reported his progress thus far on the investigation. As a finale, he had, of course, lightly touched on the super’s presence at the Elmhurst Hotel reception on the night of Seward’s murder, as well, naturally, as the fact that his presence in Seward’s suite had coincided with the approximate time of the murder as provided by Sam Dally.
Well, it behoved a man to be thorough. This was something the super had always been at pains to drill into his troops, so it was good to be able to show that he had ta
