Ace Carroway Around the World: The Adventures of Ace Carroway, #2
By Guy Worthey
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In 1921, in the quiet seaside town of Hyannis, shipbuilder Grant Carroway dies in a hail of bullets. Cynical cop Drew Lucy investigates the case. When Grant's know-it-all daughter Cecilia barges into the crime scene, Lucy puts her at the top of the suspect list. Nine times out of ten, murder's a family affair.
Pilot Cecilia "Ace" Carroway thinks the hit was masterminded by a Great War tyrant she remembers killing. Is the shadowy Darko Dor still alive?
It sounds farfetched to Drew Lucy until he finds himself dodging bullets and grenades. He'd better get wise quick, or somebody else is going to die.
Buy this book if you like: Narrow escapes. 1920s slang. Cool female pilots. Noir detectives. Murder investigations. Explosions. Clipped sentences. Hired thugs. Jazz.
Novella #2 in the Adventures of Ace Carroway series.
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Ace Carroway Around the World - Guy Worthey
Ace Carroway Around the World
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Guy Worthey
ACE CARROWAY AROUND THE WORLD
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Cover design: Ioana Ramona Cecalasan
Copyright © 2018 Guy Worthey
All rights reserved.
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Westing Press
To the memory of my dad.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
— Laurence Binyon
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 1
Ace Carroway strode into the house. She stripped off her flyer’s cap and goggles and wedged them partly under her wide belt. Dad?
she called. I’m home!
A piece of paper sat on the divider. She picked it up. It was a letter from her father, Grant Carroway, the self-made shipbuilder and shipping magnate. The name Darko Dor
leapt off the page, causing a nauseous twisting sensation in Ace’s gut.
My dearest daughter,
Apologies, but I may be late for supper. A gentleman that wishes to sign a contract also needs to catch an outbound ship. Out of the kindness of my heart, I agreed to see Mr. Darko Dor before he departs for Istanbul.
I am eager to see you and I wish to hear what you learned in Nepal. I’ll only be an hour late, at most.
Yours always,
Dad
I sure don’t want to tell him what happened in Nepal,
Ace muttered. But, Darko Dor? Gads. It’s not a common name! Could it really be he? I assumed he was dead!
A furrow appeared between her eyebrows. She drummed her fingers on the divider.
If it’s Darko Dor, what does it mean? It would mean I didn’t kill him, for one! Even if it is him, it could be a coincidence, and he just wants something shipped overseas. But what if it’s not? He doesn’t know Dad, but he sure knows me.
Ace’s gold irises contracted. Revenge? Dad could be in danger! Where would Dad go for a contract signing? The port office?
She stuffed the letter into the shoulder pocket of her plain civilian flight suit.
She stalked to the wall telephone and dialed 0.
She waited impatiently. Finally, the earpiece crackled to life.
Operator.
Operator, connect me with the Carroway Shipping business office, Hyannis, Cape Cod.
Right away, ma’am.
There was a pause.
The pause stretched.
The operator said, I’m sorry, there is no answer.
Ace’s eyes narrowed. It was a few minutes after five o’clock. Someone should still be there, if only to lock doors and turn out lights. Ace hung up the mouthpiece and sprinted for her roadster, parked outside.
♠♠♠
Homicides always happen at mealtimes. At least for me. The Carroway case sure followed the rule. It was quitting time for people that aren’t police lieutenants. My belly growled for one of those French dip sandwiches from Ross’s Sharkbite, or maybe a bowl of chowder. But I wasn’t going to get a dip, French or otherwise. What I got was the dispatcher yelling at me.
Mind you, Marge yells at me all the time, but this time it wasn’t about my clothes or mustard stains or being slobby with coffee or uncouth with donuts.
Shots heard at Carroway Shipping, Lucy!
Marge yelled.
Lucy, well, that would be me. Lieutenant Drew Lucy, Hyannis, Cape Cod Police Department. P.D., for short.
I put my hat on. I grabbed my overcoat. It was five o’clock on the dot.
I hurried, but not too much. The boys on patrol would beat me there. We had a fancy radio dispatching system in Hyannis. Marge only yells at me after she yells into the radio microphone.
I left my gun. Had I left it in the desk? Hanging on my chair? It wouldn’t matter. All the boys had guns.
Plus, this is Cape Cod, not New York.
I didn’t tell Marge good night on my way out. That would have been counterproductive. If she ever found out I wasn’t a purebred ogre complete with pedigree I would be doomed to make small talk with her. That’s a fate too hideous to contemplate.
The weather was unsettled, almost stormy. If a proper Nor’easter had a kid brother, that’s what this night was like. A few spits of rain. Gusts of wind that sounded fierce but when they blew past they barely pushed.
I took my rattletrap Model T over to Carroway Shipping. It had the electric window wiper that came out a few years back, and I made use of it in the rain. A minute before I arrived at the shipping office, an ambulance whizzed by me, sirens blaring, heading away from where I was heading to.
The shipping office nestled next to the port, but uphill and private. Trimmed bushes lined the paved driveway. The driveway fanned out into a parking area. All the boys were at the shipping company, every patrol car we had in the Hyannis P.D. All three of them. The boys were jumpy, too. They pounced on me before I was halfway out of my car.
Two bodies, Lieutenant! And the secretary just got carted off to the hospital. He was unconscious. Shot at least twice.
Thanks, Bob. I see the blood.
It spread in a sizeable Rorschach blot all over the pavement, its gloss kept fresh by the rain spritz.
I’m Bill. Bob’s over there.
Whatever.
Faintly, I could hear the sound of a phone ringing from inside the office as I scouted the ground. If the medics were here tromping around, I’ll just scratch footprints off my things to watch for.
I was grouchy.
The bodies are inside the office, Lieutenant.
Is anybody going to get the phone?
The boys looked at each other in disarray. I snorted and walked briskly to the office. They fell in behind me. The Carroway Shipping office was a compact rectangle. The parking lot butted against the front