"satandanced" - читать интересную книгу автора (Barton Gary)

I wasn't interested in them, not just yet. I spotted Penny, moving toward me from
the hallway.

"Have you seen that Spanish-looking dancer around ?" I asked her.

"Yes. He was out here a while ago." Penny's eyes moved over the room, "He was
looking for June Eiden."

"Yeah?" I let a drag of smoke hiss through my teeth. I said, "Well, he found her."
Then, "Get him and bring him to the room where Nevins was blasted. Use a couple of
husky waiters if you have to."

"Why, Jerry?" Penny asked; her eyes were wide and excited. "Have you got something?"

"Enough to blow this thing to hell!"

I strode over to Haley.

Back in the dressing room where Grog Nevins had been killed, I stooped over the
hot-air register. I looked up at Lieutenant Haley. There was a scornful smile on
his face; if my theories didn't blow up, Haley was going to be a very disappointed
guy.

"The murderer of Nevins was quite probably the killer of Larry Liegh," I said. "He
rumored that Nevins had killed Larry, so that when Nevins was found an apparent
suicide, the investigation of Larry's murder would be closed." I paused. There was a
sickening odor that seemed to become stronger in the small room. I went over and
closed the window. "Larry Liegh probably had something on this man--I can think of
blackmail for one possibility--that made silencing him imperative."

As I talked, I kept moving about the room, slowly walking as close to the Latin dancer
and Jaegar as I could. And I kept thinking: "June Eiden left a clue," I tried to think
what it might have been. I thought I knew.

"But one person knew about the murder of Larry Liegh ' I went on. "The killer also
silenced her--"

The Latin dancer jumped to his feet and a vicious growl gurgled deep in his throat.
I slapped him hard across the mouth and he slumped back against the couch.

"You haven't heard anything--yet," I snapped.

He lay quiet, his eyes moving restlessly about the room and his fingers twitching
nervously near his coat.

I kept my eyes on him.

"But why did he kill Larry Liegh?" Lieutenant Haley turned burning eyes on the dancer.

"I wondered about that myself," I said, "till a moment ago. But--he didn't kill Larry