The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-02-22
4 Ill By Helen
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Copyright. Register and Tribune
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CHAPTER ONE

lowed the officer into the pO-
lice station. Several men sat
about the big, bare room,
their chairs tilted back
against the wall; some smOk-
ing. some doing. The officer
behind the desk picked up his
pen and looked down at her
from beneath shaggy eye
brOws.
What's the charge, Fogar-
ty?"
Car parked for more'n two
hours on Prospect near 95th,
Just beyond the jewelry
store. ! was block back on a
side street when the scout car
Vame on that burglary alarm
that had come in from ROsen-
baum's jewelry store, and we
saw a fellow beaten it around
the corner. When we got
there, the car was mOre'n a
block away.
He tried to lose us. but We kept
the car in sight and it stopped in
krOnt OF the apartment where this
Eirl lives. We found some Of the
loot there. but the fellow got away.
When the girl came home. We
grabbed her. Claims she doesn't
know anything about the stuff"
Jingo's hands were claSped tight
on the handle OF the red purse.
Burglary alarm-ROsenbaum's
jewelry store" she was repeating
under her breath. Burglary
Rlarm--"
Well. young lady"
I tell YOU I didn't know those
fhings-" pointing at the jewels
IN FOgarty's hsnds-'were in my
apartment. Somebody planted EN-
there"
Fogartv scratched his head for
moment. And who do We suppose
would be likely to plant something
IN your apartment"
The girl psled but shook her
head
what is YOUR name2" asked the
man at the desk.
"Jingo-"
"what?" sharply.
A man in a gray tweed suit and
soft felt hat had come to her side,
and lingo looked up into kind, gray
eyes
What is your name. sister?" the
officer repeated
Everyone calls me lingo"
The man with the gray eyes spoke.
His voice was soft and low.
But they want your full name,
lassie. Mine is Robert Laird. What
is yours?"
lingo turned back to the officer
at the desk.
''JesSica Carter"
His pen scratched across the
page.
And your address,"
She told him. the words swapping
from her lips. She supplied the
other information asked for. Her
parents we're dead. She had no rel
stives. She was not employed at
the present time. Her father had
left her q little money-She was
looking for work. She lived in
small apartment she had shared
with her father before his death.
And so YOU we're living alone in
that apartment How does it hap
pen the door was unlocked? Next
time"
He was interrupted by another
officer who cent over him. whisper
Inc. They converSed for a moment
and then the lieutenant was look
ing down at her. his eyes narrowed.
What was your fathers name.
sister,"
lingo did not answer for mo-
ment. Her hands we're clenched
tight.
The man with the gray eyes
placed his hands on her arm. Tell
them. laSSie.
The gentle voice and the warm
pressure Of his hand seemed TO give
the girl courage. She looked up at
the Ofacer NJ the desk and spoke
clearly. distinctly:
MY fath2r-waS Tom Carter!"
~Hmmmm" Again the pen was
scratching across the page A chair
across the room thudded TO the
floor.
ITS all rIsht. lsSSie." said Robert
Laird. patting her shoulder. He
went TO the water cooler and
brought her a glass Of water. Then
he talked in low tones 10 the men
at the desk. They listened TO him.
lingo watched. waited.
II only Harry Barnes would come
She needed him and he had always
come when she needed him before
Harry had loved her since she was
a child; had been good TO her. He
had said Just last night as his arm
frightened about her shoulders:
Nothing can happen 10 you,
baby
In the two years since her father
died. Harry was all she had had in
the world. He had never failed her.
There was the sharp whirr Of the
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