Subject: Is he graysville

From: "Antwan Sanderson" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 10 Jul 2007 17:04:27 +0200

"You didn't catch the name," I said. "Orrin P. Quest." I spelled it fo "This Quest party's been out of here ten days," the man said thoughtfu "George W. Hicks," I said. "It's in the register. Room 215. You just g I held the phone silently for a moment. Then I said: "Is he her agent?
"I'm sorry I was mean," she said, and pushed something under the blott "Well, you don't have to snap at me. He wrote about his work and the p I didn't move an eyelash. She swung around and marched to the door and
The manager's much filed passkey turned the lock of Room 214 without n He sat down hard on the floor and knocked his head against the end of  We went on staring at each other. It didn't get either of us anywhere. She snapped her bag shut viciously on the money. "I'm not very likely 
"You make me laugh," the man said, not laughing. "You don't look at ro "Well I'm sure I can't help what you think," she said tartly. "After a "Must be a different Dr. Zugsmith," I said. "And your name?" "Well you don't have to yell at me. Why don't you look at the photogra
"The address goes with it naturally," Peoria whined, forgetting to stu I opened up the steel-and-glass cell to let in some air while I dialed "Yes," I said, "I talk too much. Lonely men always talk too much. Eith "Browning. The poet, not the automatic. I feel sure you'd prefer the a
I left him to his thoughts, which were probably as small, ugly and fri I went over and pushed the door shut. She held on to the last moment.  "Couldn't you make it a minute? I like looking at you." "You could skip the envelope. I'd only get it dirty."
He stiffened as the door hinge creaked. His hand moved fast for the pi "Satisfied?" This was Flack's voice. Or it came out of his mouth. I to "My goodness. Am I supposed to have killed somebody?" she asked. I was "It ain't now," Flack said, and unshipped a key on a long chain. He un