Mike Shayne Mystery Magazine, Vol. 5, No. 3, August 1959

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Mike’s case involved a blonde, a missing person and a very ugly racket. And there was, of course, a shake-down murder angle.

The pair Lucy Hamilton ushered into Michael Shayne’s office was a distinguished-looking couple. The man, about sixty years old, had glistening snow-white hair and a white, hairline mustache. He was solidly-built and his craggy face gave the impression that he was used to giving commands, and equally used to having them obeyed.

His companion was in her early fifties, with an erect, still slim and shapely figure. Graying hair was attractively arranged around a face whose lack of lines suggested she had the wisdom and means to patronize only luxury beauty shops.

They were both dressed in expensive but conservative clothes.

“Mr. Whitney and Miss Lake,” Lucy announced.

Shayne nodded to the woman, shook hands with the man and indicated chairs. Lucy raised an eyebrow at him in silent inquiry as to whether he wanted her to stay and make notes. When Shayne shook his head, she withdrew and closed the door behind her.

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