A Story From America

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A Story From America


A Story From America

August 14th 1960, I was working late at the office that night. It was like one of those
nights that gives you shiver, when you think about them. The cold air was tickling me in
the neck, when it slowly blowed into the room from the open window. The lights from the
street made me so annoyed that I hartly could find and read the papers I was looking for.
Finally I found them, they were hiding in my personal archive of cases connected with
murder.

My attention suddenly breaks when my secretary, a young talented woman with many unusual
skills, approaches the office. She always talks, normaly I just pretend to listen, but
this time I could feel something was different. She had an idea, maybe she had found a
clue, in the case which had gone on my nerves for the last three weeks. 'Cooper !';, she
manages to pronounce before she throws some papers on my desk. 'Do you remember, when we
were investigating Mrs Alpher's apartment ?';. 'Yes, what is it ?'; I say, trying to find
out what's on her mind. 'You see, until now we haven't found anyone that possibly could
have gone into Mrs Alpher's apartment, without anyone noticing him or her';. 'You've got a
point there';, I responded, what was on her mind ? That blue dress certainly showed her
fine curves, actually I coundn't get her of my mind most of the time. 'Well, her apartment
lies on the corner of Main Street and Baker Street, there're three windows, one on Baker
St. and one Main St. plus one in the middle. That night Mrs Alpher was shot, it was very
warm, and if she then had a window open. A person could have shot her in hers apartment,
from his or hers own window';, she looked satisfied after finishing her composing. 'So
what you're trying to say, is that we maybe could find the murder in one of the apartments
opposite Mrs Alpher's windows';. The idea wasn't bad at all I thoungt, she opened the new
cupboard to get some files. 'OK. we'll go over to her apartment right away';.


It was quite strange to enter the apartment, it had an unusual structure, but also it had
a certain charm with it's three windows in the end of the living room. I tryed to picture
what had been going on that evening Mrs Alpher was shot. First she had come home after a
dinner with her lover, to relax herself she starts to change her clothes. Then she opens
the windows because of the heat, the murder is sitting in his or hers window frame,
waiting for Mrs Alpher to stand in the right spot where he or she can fire the gun. No one
will notice the shot, because of loud noise the trafic usualy makes. The pieces finally
bagan to fit, now there was only one thing left to do, cross-examine those with windows
opposide Mrs Alpher's apartment.

Luckily there were only three real suspects, Mr Appleton, Mrs Sherly and Mr Edwoods, my
secretary and I went out to find the murder.


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