Tenth Commandment by Lawrence Sanders

bottles. You should have seen his medicine chest. He had a 87
    drugstore up there. And, of course, there was the suicide note. In his writing.'
    'Do you remember what it said?' I asked. 'Exactly?'
    'It was addressed to his wife. It said: "Dear Tippi.
    Please forgive me. I am sorry for all the trouble I've caused." It was signed " S o l . " '
    I sighed. Our coffee and cognac arrived, and we sat a moment in silence, then sipped the Rémy Martin. Very different from the California brand I drank at home.
    'Did you check the wall on the terrace?'
    Stilton looked at me without expression.
    'You're all right,' he said. 'Dolly did a good job on you.
    Yes, we checked the terrace wall. It's a roughly finished cement, painted pink. There were scrape marks on the top where Kipper went over. And there were crumbs of pink cement on the toes of his shoes, stuck in the welt. Any more questions?'
    'No,' I said, depressed. 'Maybe I'll think of some later, but I can't think of any now. So it was closed out as a suicide?'
    'Did we have any choice?' Detective Percy Stilton said, almost angrily. 'We have a zillion homicides to work on. I mean, out-and-out, definite homicides. How much time can we spend on a case that looks like a suicide no matter how you slice it? So we closed the Kipper file.'
    I took a swallow of brandy, larger than I should have, and choked on it. Stilton looked at me amusedly.
    'Go down the wrong way?' he said.
    I nodded. 'And this suicide,' I said, still gasping, 'it sticks in my throat, too. Perce, how do you feel about it? I mean personally? Are you absolutely satisfied in your own mind that Sol Kipper committed suicide?'
    He stared at me, bulging his cheek with his tongue, as if trying to make up his mind. Then he poured himself more coffee.
    'It's trade-off time,' he said softly.
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    'What?' I said. 'I don't understand.'
    'A trade-off,' he said. 'Between you and me. You tell me what your interest is in how Sol Kipper died and I'll tell you what I personally think.'
    I took a deep breath and wished I had never asked Mr Tabatchnick if I could tell the detective about Marty Reape. Tabatchnick had definitely said no. If I hadn't asked, I could have traded with Stilton without a qualm. I pondered where my loyalty lay. I decided.
    'It means my job,' I said, 'if any of this gets out.'
    'No one will hear it from me,' Stilton said.
    'All right,' I said. 'I trust you. I've got to trust you. Here it i s . . . '
    And I told him all about Marty Reape. Everything, beginning with his telephone call to Mr Tabatchnick, then my call to him, my meeting with him, what he said and what I said, the decision to meet his price, and how he died Wednesday evening under the wheels of a subway train.
    Stilton listened closely to this recital, not changing expression. But he never took his eyes off me, and I noticed he chain-smoked while I was speaking. He was about to light another when I finished. He broke the cigarette in two and threw it down.
    'I smoke too damned much,' he said disgustedly,
    'What do you think?' I said, leaning forward eagerly,
    'about Marty Reape?'
    'Your boss could be right,' he said slowly. 'Reape could have been a cheap chiseller trying to pull a con.'
    'But he was killed!' I said vehemently.
    'Was he?' Stilton said. 'You don't know that. And even if he was, that doesn't prove he had the information he claimed. Maybe he tried to pull his little scam on some other people who aren't as civilized as you and your boss, and they stepped on him.'
    'But he knew the size of the Kipper estate,' I argued.
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    dealings with them?'
    'Maybe,' he said. 'And maybe Sol Kipper told someone what's in his will, and maybe that someone told Marty Reape. Or maybe Reape just made a lucky guess about the size of the estate.'
    It was very important to me to convince this professional detective that my suspicions about the death of Sol Kipper had merit and justified further investigation. So,