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LET'S KILL AMES
A Doc Savage Adventure by Kenneth Robeson
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? Chapter I
? Chapter II
? Chapter III
? Chapter IV
? Chapter V
? Chapter VI
? Chapter VII
? Chapter VIII
? Chapter IX
? Chapter X
? Chapter XI
? Chapter XII
? Chapter XIII
Originally published in Doc Savage Magazine October 1947

Chapter I
I'LL never forget the man with the dirty face.

The least they could do, you'd think, was send a clean man. One with enough pride to wipe off his chin,
anyway. It was his chin that got me. There was a piece of his breakfast on it, a bit of something that was
probably oatmeal, and there is nothing quite like a two-hour-old chunk of oatmeal for chin decoration.

He wore a tan suit of which the coat was a slightly different tan than the pants, and both halves fit him
about equally poorly. As if, a couple of days ago, someone had peeled a banana and hung the peel on
him. He was not a big man, and he did not look as if he had been constructed for any useful purpose.
The only large thing about him was his mouth, wide-spreading, round-lipped, separating his flattish head
in two parts like a clamshell.

He looked as determined as he could, which still left him looking like something you'd prefer to rake
away with a stick.

He said, тАЬMiss Ames?тАЭ

тАЬYes.тАЭ

тАЬMiss Travice Ames?тАЭ he said.

тАЬYes.тАЭ

He unfolded a paper that was, considering that he had been carrying it, remarkably clean. тАЬYou wants
look at this, baby?тАЭ he mumbled.
I saw what the paper was, and said, тАЬNo, thanks.тАЭ

I knew who and what he was. But they still could have sent a clean man.