The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-12-12
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SYNOPSIS

SYNOPSIS
 Who Killed TRACY KING, or chestra leader found sled in his apartment?
 DAVID HARVESTER. author .orsner newspaper reporter, un- uertAkes to lind out. Police are searching Tor an ~unknown blOnd," known to have visited King shortly before his death. Bannister has seen this girl, who told him her mme was JULIET FRANCE, She swOre she knew nothing of the murder, but she has disappeared again.
 HERMAN SCURLACH, who wrote King a threatening letter, is in jail. He also declares his innocence.
 Bannistef works on the case with J. RANDOLPH GAINEY, star reporter of the Post. In the dead mans apartment Bannister . picks up an OId-fashioned wed- ding picture and keeps 1t as a possible clcw.
 Gainey and BannisteP decide to go to sec DENISE LANG, Kings fancee.
 CHAPTER XIII
 The door of the restaurant open ed suddenly and a man came in. He was a young man of average height, rather squarely built. He wore a light tan topcoat and, tilt ed down over his eyes, a derby hat. The young man saw Bannister and hesitated. Then, rather deliberately he marched to the cashiers desk.
 Wanna cash this check!" he said in a voice that carried clear 1y.
 The reply of the young man at the cash register did not reach Bannister's ears but evidently it was not in the affirmative.
 "But I wanna cash this check!" the newcomer repeated louder, more heatedly. He went on, as the cashier repeated louder, more heatedly. He went on, as the cashier hesitated. Say. wherza manager this dump? Lem me talk-ta the manager! He'll do it forS me. all right. all right. He here knows me! I'm a customer. Whatza idea-insulting a custom CT? Say-''
 A dozen heads had turned to see what the commotion was about. The embarrassed cashier was explaining, "But Pm sorry. It's against our rules to cash checks for anyone. I'd be glad to do 1t for you but it's against the rules"
 Lemme talk-ta the manager!" the newcomer demanded, bran dishing the check and pounding the counter for emphasis. q de- manda see the manager!''
 He's not here," the cashier said. "Mr Locke just stepped out of the building"
 It was Gainey who interrupted. He touched the newcomer on the arm. Excuse me-" he said quietly. "aren't you MT Drugan? Al Drugan!"
 The other backed off, eyed him severely, Certainty Pm Al Dru- gan. Who wants t'know? Don't b'lieve I have the pleasure of your acquaintance"
 ''No, you don't know me, MT Drugan," Gainey said pleasantly, but was trying all morning to get fin touch with you. This is a piece of luck for mel"
 Drugan waved him aside impa- tiently, Luck has nothin' to do with it!" he proclaimed oratori- cally. "Nothin' whatever! Fact is I came in this res-raunt-." He stumbled over the word, repeated, "Fact is came in this res-raunt to cash check" Again he brandished the bit of light blue paper. 1T demanda see the man. ager!' he exclaimed turning to the cashier.
 "But MT Drugan-"
 Bannister had joined the group. 'Tf the gentleman wants to cash a check maybe can do it for him." he said. "What is the amount?"
 
 Drugan turned, look of be- wilderment in his eyes. Then he understood. "Five dollars an sixty-five cents." he announced prompously. "Five dollars an sixty-five cents!"
 Bannister had pulled wallet from his pocket, was counting out the change. Here you are," he said, smiling, and handing over the amount. "Five dollars and