The Man Dressed in Black: Train Ride to Murder, #1

By Wallace Maison

A gambler returning home met his fate to the surprise of his fellow passengers: the dental rep, the single mom, and the man dressed in black. No one could unravel the case except for the traveler Mr. Greene.

 

These short stories are best when read in sequence.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Wallace Maison
• Release date: Oct 2, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393164746

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The Man Dressed In Black

Story 1

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Publisher's Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author's imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

Train Ride to Murder / Wallace Maison

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Title Page

Acknowledgement/Disclaimer

Table of Contents

Train Route Map

The Man Dressed in Black

About & Contact

Train Route Map

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The Man Dressed in Black

Two men, almost opposite in dress and character, sat across from one another in coach class on the coastal train, which was speeding northward from Los Angeles.

The first, a heavyset gentleman with a fleshy complexion and bloodshot eyes, who seemed not to notice the agricultural fields or the distant mountains that flowed passed his window, rested his large jowled chin on the upper part of his chest and caught his breath. As if his large body wasn't enough to draw attention to him, he wore a flashy striped suit, which included a vest and a garish purple spotted tie, the right length, but garish nevertheless. After this pause regained him his vocal strength, a continual spittle of words flew from his lips as his dark gray eyes glanced across the narrow foot space at the passenger sitting opposite him. The second was an average-build man, but dressed in an odd fashion. He was completely dressed in black: shirt, tie, slacks, shoes. Even his hair