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Category Archives: Episode 14
Episode Fourteen – ‘The Red Book’, Part Six
Detective O’Halloran was undoubtedly more than a little surprised when Jerry and I, still resplendent in our evening dress, strolled into his office at police headquarters in the early hours of the morning. He was even more surprised when Amber … Continue reading
Episode Fourteen – ‘The Red Book’, Part Five
The fact that it was less than a week since a man had been shot dead in the middle of the dancefloor appeared to have done little to dampen the enthusiasm of the patrons of the Blue Room – the … Continue reading
Episode Fourteen – ‘The Red Book’, Part Four
The apartment that Vince Egan had provided for Chuckles Bryson was situated in an ornate six-storey building sited along a broad, leafy avenue. Slitting throats was clearly a business that paid well in this town. On our first pass we … Continue reading
Episode Fourteen – ‘The Red Book’, Part Three
“Well, well, well,” said Jerry, twirling his hat thoughtfully in his hands as we walked away from Amber’s apartment building. “Amber Allen and Knuckles Bryson – I’ve got to hand it to you, I never saw that one coming. I … Continue reading
Episode Fourteen, ‘The Red Book’, Part Two
After finishing the second bottle of champagne the four of us arranged to meet up a little later for breakfast, in order to allow everyone to freshen up and change out of their evening clothes into something a little more … Continue reading
Episode Fourteen – ‘The Red Book’, Part One
“Do you want to call it a day?” asked Michael in a tone which suggested he very much hoped my answer would be yes. I couldn’t really blame him. We’d spent most of the day trawling the area, searching for … Continue reading