The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1937-07-15
CHAPTER XXI

CHAPTER xxi
you cannot gain anything by
busting things wide open,' Mr..
Matthews" the worried hotel
manager protested.
I'VE can't gain anything by
sitting still and twiddling our
thumbs" Freddy declared, pac-
ing the little office floor.
Nov let's be calm" Osborne,
the manager, pleaded. When
was the last time Miss Rogers
was SEEM"
"She checked in about 2::3O
this afternoon. I haven't seen
her SINCE" the room clerk ex'
planned.
Il took her bags up, that was
the last saw Of her." the bell
hop told them.
TT was shortly after that, per.
haps 3 o'clock, when she left me
at the cocktail bar, saying that
she was going to the hairdress'
ers, and would have dinner with
me-" Freddy repeated for the
twentieth time. But" he added,
81 have since found out that Miss
Rogers did not go to the hair
dresserS."
Now we are getting some
where" the nervous manager ex
claimed, that proves something.
"What?" Freddy asked, eagerly
"That the young lady has dis
appeared"
Listen, we all know she had dis
appeared" Freddy said, Savagely
now it is time to do something be-
sides sitting here and gabbing."
II think the police should be
notified. There have been a lot
of crimes about the beach, lately,
the room clerk suggested, and the
manager glared at him.
"Crimes!" Freddy cried, in
a.arm.
That's right" said the bell hop,
"only last Thursday night they
found a womans body up the Ia
COON
"Shut up with that kind OF
talk" Freddy pleaded, I'm nerv'
Gus enough, now. How about
searching her room?"
1--WE did that, I went along my
SELF" the manager assured him.
"She is not there. Her bag isn't
there, either!"
"What?" yelped Freddy.
saw, she prob'ly took run-out
powder on you," the bell hop sug'
gested.
Miss Rogers would do nothing
Of the sort. She may have been
lured away-no telling. This has
reached a stage where it is a po'
lice job" Freddy declared.
The hotel manager sighed.
~ am afraid it has. I'll go
around with you," he said, and
they started for the police sta.
ton.
Mr.. Osborne, the hotel manager
was well acquainted with Peters,
the desk sergeant, at police head
quarters. He introduced Freddy
and explained about the missing
Miss Rogers. Peters reached for
q Missing Persons" blank and
turned to Freddy.
"A relative Of yours, Mr.. Mat
thews?" he asked.
ooh, no."
"Fiar", -"
eve yet, I hope she will
be. Y
"sure, | see. Have a lovers
quarrel with her?"
''No. indeed, officer"
Gall right, describe her"
"She was good looking"
GOOD looking!" exclaimed
Freddy, glaring at Osborne, "she
is beautiful. extremel" beautiful
glorious blond hair, gorgeous bis
blue eyes, wonderful complexion
mo room on this blank for sc
many adjectives," Peters said, with
q grin. What was she wearing?'
white sport clothes, white gar
denia at her left shoulder"
"Um-" Peters pushed a button
and an officer appeared. Tim
get Fresno on the wire, get hold o!
the chief, tell him he better come
right over here. Then call out the
patrol and have 'em search thu
aches, lagoon, everywhere
around here"
The officer saluted and disap
peared. Sergeant Peters pickec
up a desk phone and called fol
Henderson"
This is Peters," he said, "tht
Chiefs coming over from Fresno
meanwhile you get out a radio
call at once. Tim has the descrip
ton for you"
They hadn't noticed an aler
young man who had stepped IL