James Chase - Just Another Sucker

I shook hands with him.

Blowing a cloud of smoke from between his thin lips, Meadows walked over to his desk and sat down. He waved Renick and myself to chairs.

‘You’ve spoilt my week-end,’ he said to Renick. ‘I was planning to take the wife and kids for a picnic. What’s all this about?’

Renick dropped into a chair and crossed his long legs.

‘Could be we have a kidnapping on our hands, sir,’ he said. ‘I thought you would want to be in on it from the start. Early this morning, I had a telephone call from Masters, the manager of the Californian and Los Angeles Bank.’ He looked over at me. ‘We have an arrangement with all the banks to report sudden withdrawals of any large sums of money if the circumstances seem urgent and unusual. From experience, we have learned that such withdrawals usually mean they are for ransom demands.’

I took out my handkerchief and wiped my sweating face. This was something I hadn’t known and hadn’t even suspected.

‘Masters said he had just had a telephone call from Malroux telling him to open up the bank and have ready for him five hundred thousand dollars. This is Sunday of course, and Masters tried to persuade Malroux to wait until tomorrow, but Malroux, who is the bank’s best client, said he must have the money right away. This seemed to conform to the arrangement between Masters and us, so he telephoned.’

Meadows scratched his chin.

‘Maybe Malroux is swinging a business deal involving cash.’

‘That’s what I thought, and I decided to check.’ Renick looked over at me. ‘As you should know, Harry, what usually happens in a kidnapping case is the parents of the kidnapped child are so scared that something will happen to their child that they pay up at once without consulting us. They seldom give us the chance to mark the money or set a trap for the kidnappers. Then when the child isn’t returned, they come running to us and expect us to find it. I’m blaming no one for not coming to us: a kidnapper is the most vicious type of criminal we know. He always warns his victim if he goes to the police the child will be murdered, but by not coming to us, they put us in a bad position to get moving. Hence this idea of getting bank managers to co-operate secretly. We don’t, of course, act on the information — we can’t, but at least we are geared and ready to go into action when the parents do ask for help.’

‘What makes you think the girl has been kidnapped?’ I asked, feeling I should say something.

‘She’s missing,’ Renick returned. ‘Malroux’s chauffeur is an ex-cop. When Malroux came to live here, he wanted a bodyguard. A man with his wealth is constantly being pestered by cranks. He asked us to recommend a thoroughly experienced man who could act as his chauffeur and keep him clear of trouble. O’Reilly wanted a change. He was a good cop, and he was sick of the way things were being run at that time. He took the job. I’ve had a word with him. He tells me Odette Malroux, the daughter, had a date last night to go to the movies with a girl friend. Odette didn’t turn up at the movies and O’Reilly says she didn’t come home last night.’

‘How does he know she didn’t go to the movies?’ Meadows demanded.

‘The girl friend telephoned and O’Reilly took the message.’

‘Malroux hasn’t asked for our help?’

‘No.’ Renick got to his feet and began to wander around the office. ‘I have a man watching the bank.

He’ll report to me as soon as Malroux gets the money.’

‘Is Masters recording the numbers of the bills?’

Renick made a grimace.

‘I don’t think so. Recording small bills worth five hundred thousand would take a hell of a time.’

‘What about this girl? Know anything about her? She couldn’t have run off to get married?’

‘Then why does Malroux want all this money?’

‘Blackmail?’

Renick shrugged.

‘I doubt it: more like kidnapping. As for the girl, she is about twenty and pretty. She gets around and has more freedom than is good for her. She’s had a number of speeding raps. We have her fingerprints and there are plenty of photographs we can get from the Press.’

Meadows brooded for a long moment, then he said, ‘If this is kidnapping, it is going to be a sensation.

We’re going to be right in the limelight.’ He looked over at me. ‘This is where you come in, Barber. It’ll be your job to handle the Press, and believe you me, every newspaper man in the country will come storming down here.’ He pointed a fat finger at me. ‘I like publicity, Barber, so long as it is good publicity. Understand? It’s your job to see I get it. It’s your job to see I don’t get panned. That’s what we are paying you for. It’s your job to put Palm City on the map. A kidnapping like this is just the thing to put a town on the map. You have a very responsible job, Barber: that’s why we picked you.’

‘I understand, sir,’ I said.

Meadows turned to Renick who was still prowling around the office.

‘Is her car missing?’

‘Yes. It’s a white T.R.3. O’Reilly gave me the number.’

‘Can’t do any harm to look for it. Tell the boys to find it. There’s not much else we can do until Malroux calls us in. I’ll talk to the Police Commissioner. How about talking to the Federal boys. They’ll come into this automatically.’

‘I’ll do that, sir.’

‘Okay, let’s get going.’ He looked over at me. ‘We don’t want you for the moment, Barber. You might as well enjoy your Sunday. Give Renick a call every two hours just in case something breaks.

Right?’

I got to my feet.

‘Sure.’ I hesitated, then went on, ‘Just an idea, sir. Couldn’t we watch Malroux when he’s got the money? Couldn’t we follow him if he delivers the money some place?’

Meadows shook his head.

‘That’s one thing we’re not going to do,’ he said. ‘We don’t do a damn thing until he asks us to.

Suppose we followed him, suppose we were spotted by the kidnappers and they flipped their lids and killed the girl: what would happen to me? No, I’m not taking that risk. We don’t do a thing until Malroux calls us in.’

Here then was a chance, I thought as I nodded.

‘I see that. Well, I’ll call you, John, at eleven-thirty.’

As I started across to the door, Meadows reached for the telephone. John was already on the other one.

I closed the door and went down the passage to my eleven o’clock rendezvous with Rhea Malroux.

As I drove to the beach cabin, it began to rain. There was a chilly wind and the sea was grey and rough: not a day to spend on the beach, and there was no one in sight as I drove into Bill Holden’s parking lot.

I went to the cabin, shut myself in and put a call through to the Regent Hotel, Los Angeles.

After a few minutes’ delay, I was speaking to Odette.

‘This is Harry,’ I said. ‘Listen carefully: we could be in trouble. I can’t talk over an open line, but whatever you do, stay in your room. I’ll be phoning you again. I may want you back tomorrow.’

I heard her catch her breath.

‘Is it that man — the drunk?’

‘No. It’s worse than that. The people I thought would come into this later are already in it. Do you understand?’

‘What are we going to do?’

‘It may still work. If I think it won’t, I’ll call you again t night. For now, keep out of sight and stay in your room.’

‘But what’s happening?’ There was a touch of panic in h voice. ‘Can’t you tell me?’

‘Not over an open line. Just stay where you are and don’t go out. I’ll call you tonight,’ and I hung up.

I felt sorry for her, but I didn’t dare talk. I didn’t know if the girl on the hotel switchboard was listening in.