The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-01-05
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ing. She did it at Kate Hew- letts urgent request. She sang a number of English ballads and an oriental love song and then she sang, Annie Laurie" Her voice was not quite low enough for a contraIto and it's range seemed limited but the tones were sweet and clear.
 Mrs Hewlett praised the singing elaborately. Bannister said less He was wondering if Juliet France had sung those songs for Tracy King.
 A little before 9 o'clock he made excuses and left the house. He took cab to headquarters and. as he had hoped. found McNeal in his office.
 The captain was busy with some papers, but he put them promptly aside. Well" he said" has the girl been up to any tricks yet?'' Bannister sank into chair. T don't know he said. She slipped one over on Jordan and left the house a little before 6 o'clock. I think she mailed letter"
 "Yes. 1 know. Jordan phoned a little while ago. That's fine!'
 Bannister looked perpleXed. What do you mean, fine 2" he asked.
 "Why, that's exactly what we want. Let her write all the let ters she pleases. We'll get the an- swers, find out who she sends them to and what she says
 "Oh, l see."
 McNeal took a cigar from his He toQk another for himself, out better than l expected" he for the idea much when the chief first talked about it. But 1t may work out"
 which Bannister answered as well as he could. Then Bannister asked, Has Parrott told you any thing yet?"
 "Plenty only don't believe q word of it. He claims he can prove he didn't go near King that evening. There's a lawyer who S been buzzing around here this afternoon. A fat chance he or anyone else has of getting that bird away from here. Not until we're through with him."
 Bannister rested his arms on the desk. Honestly, Cap" he said, what do you make of all this? It seems to me the solution of the King murder gets farther out of sight every day"
 T thought you were going to solve it" McNeal put in. Thought you were going to show up how dumb the police department is"
 "Nothing of the sort" Bannistcr protested. i've never pretended to know anything about crime. l only got into this to watch you fellows do your stuff. But seri- ously, Cap-tust between you and me--what do you think about 1t? You've been holding this girl as q suspect for almost q week. You've got Parrott now. You've got Sour lach-"
 The detective objected. "Scur lach isn't here" he said. We re- leased him this afternoon"
 Then you're convinced he's out of it?"
 McNeal seemed to hedge. "Scur- lachll be all right he said. Hes out of jail but he isn't going any place. Any time we want him we can pick him up again."
 That leaves Parrott and the girl"
 Tt leaves a lot of things" Nc Neal told him. "One of them's the fact that you seem to have for gotten finding Al Drugan smashed up in an automobile out on the Morrisville road"
 You don't think Drugan's death was an accident, do you?"
 i've good reasons for not think ing so. Listen, Dave, I'm telling you this because I know you can keep your mouth shut. It's not to get out yet. Understand? We're holding Parrott for the King mur- der but that's not all. While he was in town he was seen around with Mug Logan's crowd. You know who Logan is, don't you? Hes what they'd call an under world king in bigger place. Been up on half dozen charges but hes always too slock to get caught. It was Logan's lawyer, Lebrun. who came here to try to get Parrott out of jail.
 'LogaB's got several rackets - and think one of them is dope. There's a federal man who's been In town for q week trying to find out who's peddling the stuff here. Remember, it was dope charge Parrott was indicted on last win ter. Well, l think he's in on q deal here and that Drugan and King were in the same racket. That's the way I figure it. Whats more, 1 think the girls in it too"
 (TO Be COntinucd)