5 Detective Novels Magazine Cover — page 121: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

? Why did the dying bystander whisper: IMMANUEL by DEAN EVANS ETECTIVE-LIEUTENANT Sam- tain Hart came through. He watched my Gomez lifted quiet brown eyes Hart fall heavily into the chair behind from the half moons on the fingers of his own desk; watched thick fingers go his left hand as the door of homicide through gray, sparse hair; watched as banged back and the large bulk of Cap- a look of half mood, half anger worked at Hart’s cheeks. ! “Damn it!” said Hart. “A thing like this don’t do the department no good in anybody’s language.” He scowled hard across the office at Gomez. Gomez waited, blinking. With his browned hands now laced on the desk- top, he was a picture of the repose that Ih. | ae ' an pe ' What she shouted was wild, unclean 121 (C(O)