Complete Ed And Am Hunter Mysteries Omnibus – Fredric Brown (1)

I’d heard of an Ambrose Collector earlier this evening—from Estelle here. That’s why I brought her.” Starlock closed the door and turned to stare at Estelle. She said, “I can’t remember where; I’ve been trying to. It was in the back of my mind—from somewhere—and when Eddie told me, while he was eating, that Am hadn’t come home yet, I said maybe the Ambrose Collector’s got him. But I’ll keep trying; I’ll think of it sooner or later.”

Starlock nodded. “I’m sure you will, Miss Beck. Want to go in the back room—the ops’ room—and sit there alone for a while to see if it comes to you?” Estelle looked at me and I could see she didn’t want to, yet. I said, “Let’s let her in on it, Ben”—it was the first time I’d ever called him by his first name—“while we compare notes and put together what little we’ve got to go on.

Maybe something about your conversation over the phone will give her an idea.” Starlock looked at me a moment and I could see what he was thinking, so I said “It’s all right. Am and I have known ‘Stelle for years; she was at the carnival we were with and quit and came to Chicago the same time we did.

She’s okay, and she knows how to keep her mouth shut.” He frowned a little, but he said, “Okay, Ed, if you say so,” and opened the door of his private office. We went in and Starlock gave Estelle a chair and then sat down behind his desk. The swivel chair creaked in agony as he leaned back and put his hands behind his head, staring over us at the transom of the door. He looked —even to a small pimple above the bridge of his nose—like an oversized, benign Buddha.

I’d sat down, too, but I stood up again. I knew he was thinking, but I wanted to be in on what he was thinking about, so I said, “Do it out loud.” Starlock said, “Be patient, Ed. Jane’s on her way here; I phoned her just before I left, and she’ll be here in a few minutes.” “How come?” I asked. Jane Rogers is Starlock’s secretary. “Partly to take notes. I think I can still repeat that conversation almost word for word, and I want to get it down that way while I remember it.

Fredric Brown’s The Fabulous Clipjoint comes from a now-vanished world of crime fiction that once satisfied the same appetites in the audience that are now fed by television programming. Neatly crafted and loaded with atmosphere and humor, The Fabulous Clipjoint , published in 1947, follows the exploits of an unlikely pair of amateur sleuths—a teenaged boy and his uncle, who follows the carnival—in solving a disturbing murder.

The victim is a drunk, who seems to have gotten rolled and winds up lying dead in an alley. A cop discovers the body, and a routine inquiry turns up nothing more than sad and pitiful evidence—another blasted life that ends in another random murder. But the victim has a son, 18-year-old Ed Hunter, who is not willing to let his father’s death be dismissed so quickly.

He has no one to help him, so he turns to the only person he can trust, his Uncle Ambrose, a carny he has not seen in years. Ambrose agrees to help Ed, and the two set out on a most unlikely murder investigation. It takes them down dark and abandoned Chicago streets, confronting a gallery of unsavory characters in the underworld, armed only with a crazy kind of courage and an ever-growing determination to discover the truth. The Fabulous Clipjoint was Fredric Brown’s first full-length novel, though its assured skill comes from the author’s experience in turning out hundreds of detective stories for magazines in the 1930s and 1940s.

Ed and Ambrose are an couple of offbeat heroes, foolish enough to get themselves in extraordinary situations. Brown creates a rollicking world for them to explore, filled with vivid characters and plenty of danger—a sleek, suspenseful read. 1kitap1.com/en The Fabulous Clipjoint By Fredric Brown Copyright © 1947 by Fredric Brown Cast Of Characters Ed Hunter: he went after his father’s killer.

Wally Hunter: a quiet drinker and a quiet man. Madge Hunter: Wally’s wife, poison to all men, but she liked her stepson, Ed. Gardie Hunter: her daughter, a man-crazy gal. Am Hunter: Wally’s brother and one-time private dick. Bunny Wilson: Wally’s co-worker, the only one of Wally’s friends Madge ever liked. Hank: just a cop. Hoagy: sex-spieler at the carnival. Bassett: a dick from homicide, neither dumb nor honest. Kaufman: a short, heavy-set barkeep with arms hairy as a monkey’s. Bobby Reinhart: a sleek little punk who thought he was a lady killer.

Dr. William Haertel: coroner’s physician. Dutch Reagan: common everyday hood. Benny-the-Torpedo: he’s another. Claire Raymond: the kind of gal men can’t help making passes at. Her phone number—Wentworth 3842. 1kitap1.com/en Chapter 1 In my dream I was reaching right through the glass of the window of a hockshop. It was the hockshop on North Clark Street, the west side of the street, half a block north of Grand Avenue.

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