The Almost Perfect Murder



\"Then are we up against a blank wall?\" I asked, discouraged.

\"Oh, no,\" was her surprising answer. \"I know who did it.\"

I looked my breathless question.

But she only shook her head. \"No evidence,\" she said, frowning. \"Not a shred! It's almost the perfect crime, my Bella!\"

VIII

Mme. Storey and I returned to the office. We found her car waiting out in front for orders. The chauffeur, Younger, handed over the gun fished from the well at Oakhurst,


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\"Then are we up against a blank wall?\" I asked, discouraged.

\"Oh, no,\" was her surprising answer. \"I know who did it.\"

I looked my breathless question.

But she only shook her head. \"No evidence,\" she said, frowning. \"Not a shred! It's almost the perfect crime, my Bella!\"

VIII

Mme. Storey and I returned to the office. We found her car waiting out in front for orders. The chauffeur, Younger, handed over the gun fished from the well at Oakhurst,


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