Maung Wan Tha - Attorney Perry Mason and the Divorce Case

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Perry Mason arrived at nine o'clock sharp to have breakfast with Paul Drake.

Paul Drake, founder of the Drake Investigations Agency, had an office on the same floor as attorney Perry Mason, who assisted him in many cases with his detective work.

"Oh, Perry, you're thirty seconds late," Drake said.

Mason shook his head and said, "Your watch is thirty seconds fast, have you ordered your food yet?"

"I've ordered it, it should arrive soon. By the way, have you seen my ad in the newspaper today?"

"I haven't seen it yet, what's the advertisement?"

"For the Finchley case. In addition to today's newspapers, I also included it in yesterday evening's Blade."

The waiter brought the food. Drake took out the advertisement and read it.

One hundred dollars prize

On the third day, at about 5:00 p.m., a collision occurred at the intersection of Hickman Avenue and Vermisilo Street. A black sedan traveling eastbound on Vermisilo Street struck a two-seat Ford sedan traveling northbound on Hickman Avenue. A young woman sitting in a car with a flat tire near the intersection wrote down the license plate number of the sedan in a notebook. A reward of $100 is being offered to anyone who can provide information leading to the identification of the hit-and-run vehicle and its driver.

Contact the Drake Investigation Agency, PO Box (624).

"Something must have happened," said Perry Mason, at the end of the letter. "The Finchley boy was very sick. I hate hit-and-run drivers."

"He must have been drinking and didn't dare stop. The people in the parked car must have really seen it," Drake said.

“As far as I know, they actually saw it. There was a man and a woman in the car. Their car was a light-colored sedan, brand new. The woman took note of the license plate. After Finchley’s Ford crashed into a utility pole, the black sedan sped away from the scene.”

"What would you do if they left and your client told you the opposite?"

"If they were telling the truth, this wouldn't have happened. I want to know who the couple in the car is. I don't want it to be like this, when they sneak out now and then suddenly come out and the defendant comes out and gets away with it."

The waiter said that he had received a call from his office for Drake, and that the news letter had arrived as announced, so he called someone.

Drake asked the waiter to tell him to call for a taxi and pick him up.

"The Finchley kid broke his back, he's about to graduate. He hasn't even finished school yet. I just want to get this driver," Mason continued.

"I don't know if the driver of that car was drunk or not, but I've been saying for a long time that Finchley's car hit me."

"I'll get away with a hit-and-run charge."

"You're just thinking, he's probably just trying to be a big face with a background. He can get the insurance company to pay the hospital and doctor bills and make peace, and he'll give you a little bit."

"Please, I'm already out of food. I know what to do. Just find out who's driving that black sedan."

Drake looked at the envelope the waiter brought, thought it was a small one, opened it, shook it, and a key fell out.

He said, "It's dated yesterday," and read the letter. "Sir, sir."

The person involved in the 'Blake' newspaper advertisement will not come to you of their own accord. I, however, am a seeker of justice and have sent the following message.

At the time of the accident, a woman named Lucy Barton and a man we do not know had just changed a tire on Ms. Barton's light brown sedan. They had pulled over on the south side of Vermisillo Road, just east of the intersection. Ms. Barton was alert and wrote down the license plate number when she saw the car.

Then she told her partner, who was terrified. She explained that if they found out that he was with her at that time, his life would be ruined. I am a very close friend of Lucy Burton. She is also in a state of shock. Under the circumstances, I cannot give you the information you want. Nor can I reveal that she was at the scene of the incident.

Her room number is (719) South Gondola Street, and she has sent you a key to her room door. Her room number is (208). It is a small room, so you can press the button and remove the jack to open the main door. If you go to the room between 2 and 5 pm on the 5th, there will be no one there. There is a writing table in the northeast corner of the lobby. Inside the table, in the small compartment to the right, there is a leather pad and a notebook. On the inside page of the second last page, you will find the car number you want. All is true, and if you are satisfied, we will arrange to withdraw the one hundred dollar reward.

Yours sincerely,

A friend "

"Are there any handwritten notes?" Mason asked.

"There's not a single one, it's all typed up in the original text."

"I wonder... I'll take a look. The typewriter is not very accurate. It must have been typed by someone who is not a skilled typewriter."

"How did you calculate it?"

“I wouldn’t say it if I knew, it seems like a trap, but for us, it’s a clue we can’t ignore,” Mason said, putting the key in his pocket.