A Story From America

Part I of Essay
August 14th 1960, I was working late at the office that night. It was like one of those nights that gives you shiver, when you think about them. The cold air was tickling me in the neck, when it slowly blowed into the room from the open window. The lights from the street m ....

Part II of Essay
.... until now we haven’t found anyone that possibly could have gone into Mrs Alpher’s apartment, without anyone noticing him or her”. “You’ve got a point there”, I responded, what was on her mind ? That blue dress certainly showed her fine curves, actually I coundn’t get her of my mind most of the time. “Well, her apartment lies on the corner of Main Street and Baker Street, there’re three windows, one on Baker St. and one Main St. plus one in the middle. That night Mrs Alpher was shot, it wa ....