The Association
By J Palliser
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What grim motive was behind the terroristic frightening of those beautiful New York models, and behind the murder that accompanied it? I, Austin Green, had two dangerous reasons for wanting to find out . . . .
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A noir mystery set in 1945... A photographer is murdered... who did it and why?
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The Association - J Palliser
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ONE: Models…
September, 1945…
Johnny Walnut said; I’m telling you, Austin, this doll is something. You can take your million-dollar models and throw them all together and you ain’t got nothing that can touch her.
I regarded him with amusement. He was a funny little man with red hair and the sharpest-pointed nose I’ve ever seen. A photographer, and a good one, he preferred to freelance rather than take a job, although he could have commanded an excellent salary.
I like to take pictures of what I want, the way I want to take them,
he told me once, and I believed him.
Take it easy, Johnny,
I said, winking at Henry Gaylord, my agency manager. You’ll blow a fuse. To hear you tell it, this tomato is super-extra. I’d almost think you were gone on her if I didn’t know that you regard women as strictly from hunger.
He grinned, the red climbing up his pinched cheeks until it reached his oversized ears and colored them. I wouldn’t know about that.
He’d lowered his voice. You see, the way I feel about this Terri . . . all I want to do is sit and look at her, like you would look at a statue or something.
Bring her around,
I said. We could use something like that. Most of the girls nowadays have been walking around in moccasins so long that they shuffle like an Indian.
He grinned. Henry Gaylord said in his worried voice, Now, Austin, don’t be hasty. This girl probably just fell out of that tree that grows in Brooklyn. If you have Johnny bring her in, she’ll get big ideas and—
She wouldn’t come anyway,
said Johnny. I don’t get it. I told her I knew you— kind of building myself up, you know—and she acted sort of scared.
Maybe,
said Henry slowly, she belongs to this model association. If so, we don’t want any part of her.
I swung my chair around to look at him. Model association? What’s that? Do any of our girls belong?
He shook his head. It isn’t that kind of an association. In fact, I think it’s some kind of racket. The cheaper jobbers and ready-to-wear houses that have one and two girls are bothered. I was talking to a friend of mine in the trade the other day. It seems he has to hire the girls they tell him to—or something might happen to his business.
Nuts.
Henry shrugged and looked appealingly toward Johnny Walnut. Austin’s so used to being the head of the great Green Agency that he can’t imagine anyone who isn’t afraid of him.
It isn’t that,
I said. It’s just that that kind of talk doesn’t make sense. Sure, I know there are chiselers around town who would move into anything that looked like they could squeeze a dime out of, but those girls, modeling in the ready-to-wear trade, aren’t making enough to attract any kind of a rat. Someone’s been kidding you. Now, you both get out and let me work.
THEY went and I proceeded to forget all about Johnny and this Terri Hall. I probably would never have thought of the name again if Johnny hadn’t been waiting at the bus stop three nights later when I paused in the hope of picking up a cab.
His face lighted when he saw me and he pulled a big old-fashioned hunter-case watch from the pocket of his