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Myles Metcalf certainly needs the ability to be nimble to keep from being killed by the mob or arrested by the IRS for tax fraud. He has been framed by a master criminal who was the director of the one of the most beloved charitable institutions in the world. As treasurer of the charity Myles uncovered the astonishing truth about the criminal activities being conducted behind the facade of aiding humanity. He is hiding in the center of Washington DC and trying desperately to find the company records which will prove his innocence. Myles receives help from a bizarre trio creating lively action and a great deal of humor.Myles Metcalf found himself caught, ironically, in the very disguise designed to keep attention away from him. He was wearing a brown colored wig with a moustache to match. As he was exiting from his car his wig was caught on the front door frame when he slammed it shut. His black curly hair sprang out from under the portion of the wig caught in the door. Electronic detection devices make no distinction between the owner of the car and an intruder attempting to steal it. The wedged-in wig left the car door slightly ajar which set off a shrieking electronic alarm sound to reverberating loudly in the parking garage. He began to panic, then realized he only had to slip out of the wig and unlock the car door. Just as he was executing this maneuver, a policeman came around the corner in his squad car to investigate the source of the loud car alarm. Now Myles couldn't slip out of the wig because his real hair would be exposed. He twisted around slowly to keep the wig in place while he unlocked the door with his key to free it. While he was performing these fascinating machinations the police man was watching Myles. He drew his revolver from its holster convinced he was witnessing an attempted car theft in progress. Myles had completed his little dance to free up the wig by opening the car door. As he squared up the sig on his head the police man had advanced to within ten feet of him, pointed his gun at the suspect, and commanded him to, "Freeze Slowly turn around and place your hands on the roof of the car. Do it now " Then the police man went through all of the procedures required to check out a suspect. Satisfied with Myles' credentials as "Frank Madden", and proof he owned the vehicle, he told him to lower his arms. He handed Myles his ID and looked at him quizzically, "Why did your car alarm go off? Is it faulty or something?" Myles, AKA Frank Madden", explained to the police man that his sleeve had become caught in the car door and he was attempting to free himself; which had created the suspicious looking gestures he had seen. Ha ha. Satisfied, the police man walked away. Myles was damp with sweat. He certainly had mixed emotions about the incident. He was disgusted with himself for carelessly slamming the car door shut and catching his wig on the frame, but, he was also relieved the police man didn't recognize him. At the condo he sat down to watch the evening news. Only recently had he begun to watch the news broadcasts. He had an interest in current events at the moment. Suddenly his attention to the broadcast became intense. The commentator was saying, " Senator Canfield was given a twenty year sentence today in Federal Court. After an exhaustive series of legal actions starting over a year and a half ago the sensational racketeering case is over. ( TV cameras show a gray haired man being led down the courthouse steps by two Federal Marshals) This case is a culmination of a world wide fraud and smuggling operation discovered two years ago. Senator Canfield is the last of the known conspirators to be tried in an illegal operation encompassing third world countries. Two key figures are still at large, Myles Metcalf, the Treasurer of the International Hand Corporation that operated as a front for the illegal operations, and the CEO, Gabriel Mer

London 1925 the author of the Sherlock Holmes mysteries is knighted as the fatherof modern forensic science methods for crime investigation. Thus began the English explosion of mystery writers developing detective characters beloved by the reading public. More than likely several manufacturers of magnifying glasses made a fortune selling this device to thousands of young people dreaming of becoming detectives. This would also be true for makers of the odd floppy caps. A baffling assasination of a minor government official has occurred in London in 1925. It is a case without any motive and no clues to the identity of the killers. Famous detectives become involved trying to solve the case often with humorous results. It becomes a high profile incident with the public as the investigation begins to drag along. An official of the office of the Exchequer has been murdered and public announcements from Scotland Tard dwindle down to "it is an on-going investigation". Everyone knew that meant no one had a clue about anything.. To add to the confusion the MPs in parliament begin to take the heat from their constituents. They create a special investigation board to elect their own investigator to take over the case.Scotland Yard is enraged by this move but they have to accept their decision.Now there are opposing forces investigating the same case leading to confusion and conflicts. See how many fictional characters you can identify in this comedic mystery. .

A sensational murder case is dropped into the laps of the police department of a small Virginia town. It was a seamless killing with no forensic evidence to follow. The nature of the crime attracts both state crime units and several federal law enforcement agencies.The town council becomes adamant about preventing a media circus They find ways to fend off all these super cops by pointing out that Foxtrot has jurisdiction in the case.Captain Johnson a veteran law officer has experience dealing with government bodies and how to get around them. He has a small police force. It appears to be impossible to solve the case nearly single handed. He has a young sergeant who is a well trained detective from the DC police who he desperately needs to take charge of the investigation. Not only is the captain an expert in handling bureaucrats he is an experienced wily leader. Nick tries everything to get out of leading the investigation. Johnson even though he feels a little guilty about his sneaky tricks, foils Nick in a battle of wits.Powerful undercurrents exist unknown to anyone involved in the murder case just uneasy feelings. At some stages of the search for information mysterious manipulations occur leaving Nick with nerve wracking dead ends. It is a lively murder case beginning with no forensic evidence to follow, and no starting point to begin uncovering the why, when and who. This killing is more in the nature of a massacre than a simple murder case. Four corpses are discovered in the home of the CEO of a large DC IT operation well known for its ability to move money internationally. CEO Oscar Strong and his wife are two of the victims. The other murdered people are young employees of Strong Inc. Like a pebble thrown into a pond the case expands rapidly into a complex set of circumstances involving the giant IT organization. Federal government agencies us the IT to move funds often for covert operations. In a strange manner the federal agencies are silent about the killings but reach in at times for information. This probing adds to Nick's work load as he moves through mountains of files on four murder victims and all of their family members. He is overwhelmed by the existence of a sophisticated IT operation tied into the case. Clues appear then vanish when they prove to be useless. A fast moving crime novel with some satire and humor.Here are excerpts: Chapter OneSeveral pedestrians were nearly run over by the pick uptruck as it jumped the curb and screeched to a halt on thesidewalk. A man in work clothes leaped out of the vehicleand sprinted into police headquarters. He had left the truckdoor open and the engine running. Inside the police station the man rushed up to the policeman behind the duty desk. His arms were waving wildly, he looked terrified. The policeman reached for his pistol to protect himself from the madman."No need officer", the man yelled out, "They're all dead Oh my God please please "Then he collapsed onto the floor."In the middle of the room were the bodies of a man and a woman he judged to be in their forties. The man was lying face up with one arm outstretched clutching a 9MM automatic pistol. The woman was lying on her stomach facing him about ten paces away. A small Beretta was in her hand appearing to be still aimed at the dead man. Features were difficult to make out because of the blood splattered over their bodies. Beyond them was a younger man lying on his back with his legs propped up on a chair. He was gripping a 38 caliber revolver. His gun hand was resting on his bloodied chest. Across from him on the floor was a young woman in a sitting position with her back resting on a couch. Her head was bent to the side against the seat cushion. The sun streaming in from a window lit up her face creating the illusion she was smiling.