Black Jack Justice - Dead Men Run chapter 21
Decoder Ring Theatre
Gregg Taylor
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🗓️ 23 February 2019
⏱️ 14 minutes
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Summary
His and hers hard-boiled detectives return to Decoder Ring Theatre in this audiobook adaptation of their second book-length adventure!
This week, chapter 21, in which the fourth estate pays a call, and a certain amount of sense is made. Read by Andrea Lyons.
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| 0:00.0 | Chapter 21. I sat on the park bench and read the morning gazette. |
| 0:10.7 | I had read it already, of course, and knew all about the dramatic chase that alleged cop-killer Jack Justice had led police on yesterday. |
| 0:17.5 | It was the closest that justice had come to capture, the newspaper trumpeted, and the chief of police, the head of the Policemen's Association, and the mayor all had a little something to say about that. |
| 0:28.3 | They were resolute in their support of the work done by the city's police force and had no doubt that this fugitive would soon be in police custody. |
| 0:36.8 | They bore no note of disappointment at the failure of yesterday's attempted ambush. |
| 0:41.3 | Indeed, the word failure was conspicuously absent from any aspect of the account. |
| 0:46.8 | The mayor was positive, the chief was supportive, |
| 0:50.0 | and the man from the union was positively laudatory, |
| 0:53.6 | in spite of the fact that dozens of fit young men in blue have been outrun by a heavy smoker whose idea of a cunning disguise was apparently to grow a beard. |
| 1:05.7 | But I knew all of that already. In fact, as I sat upon the park bench and waited, I was not reading the banner story |
| 1:11.9 | at all. I was staring at the shipping schedules and using the open paper to hide my face. |
| 1:17.5 | The reasons for this were simple, as all the best reasons are. There is a certain class of men |
| 1:22.9 | who would regard an attractive young woman sitting by herself on a park bench as someone who would |
| 1:28.4 | likely strongly desire to be wooed by them in a courtly manner with such keen observations as that |
| 1:35.2 | the weather was nice. It wasn't that I was incapable of shoeing these flies, indeed I had made a |
| 1:41.8 | career of it, but the awkward displays they put on, strutting about |
| 1:46.2 | like grossly deformed peacocks, made me feel impossibly sad for them, and Miss Dixon did not |
| 1:52.4 | have time for pathos right now. |
| 1:55.6 | "'Worm today, isn't it?' said a voice that I recognized, deeply amused by itself. |
| 2:00.5 | "'I let the paper droop. Is that seriously your opening line?' I said with an said a voice that I recognized, deeply amused by itself. |
| 2:02.0 | I let the paper droop. |
| 2:05.9 | Is that seriously your opening line, I said, with an arch of my eyebrow? |
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