Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 50 — page 114: what you’re looking at

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When a pretty girl looks you in the eye, that’s fine— unless you had anything to do with— The Kid by K. E. Smith T all started when a guy | dropped dead .. . And is ending the same way. I’m in the bar now having a slow drink, and thinking of what happened today. It was the darndest, most unusual case I have ever encountered in ten years with the force. The Kid was small, under- sized, weighing about 100 or 110. The only part of him which seemed to have devel- oped was his head. It was so large in proportion to his body that it appeared gro- tesque. His eyes were queer too. Very large-and coloured a shade of green I had never seen before. I’m attached to Homicide in L.A., and like I said, a guy dropped dead. There wasn’t anything unusual about that fact itself. It happens all the time. I guess there are more deaths from heart failure nowadays than ever before. Only this wasn’t heart failure. At first we thought it was. The Kid was employed by a character named Kruger as an office boy. From all ac- counts Kruger was a nasty piece of work, and the Kid, being rather slow and awk- ward in his first week of employment, had been having a hard time of it. Kruger gave him a dog’s life and many times reduced the kid to tears. Others of the staff in the office later said that they all felt rather sorry for him. The culmination came when Kruger called the Kid into his office, gave him a hell of a bawling out, and fired him. He created such an uproar that the rest of the staff in the outer office could hear 113 comiclooks.com