Echoes in the Darkness by Joseph Wambaugh Read Free Book Online Page B

shared with a roommate, and anybody who adored Dracula movies should have a tombstone in his living room. Vince Valaitis was exceptionally happy.
    Before long, Vince was aware of Bill Bradfield's scheme to sail to Barcelona on an oceangoing sailboat. He got to see all the specifications that Bill Bradfield had obtained by mail, and it was even hinted that Vince might be considered as a shipmate on that dream voyage. Nobody commented when Sue Myers said he could take her place because she'd rather be a cabin girl on the poop deck of the Andrea Doria.
    The fantasy trip to Barcelona was nothing compared to the most ambitious scheme to date: the Terra Art store. This one scared the hell out of Sue Myers but it was mostly her idea.
    Bill Bradfield had decided that there was money waiting to be made in a retail store in the Montgomery Mall. What the mall needed, Sue decided, was a store offering arts and crafts, the things she enjoyed. Bill Bradfield wasn't frightened by the huge money investment. It seemed like a sure thing because it was a franchise operation and had an established factor of name recognition.
    He'd never seemed to care much about the world of commerce, but this was a way to achieve his plan of someday having the economic security to cruise the Mediterranean on the trail of Odysseus. That would require a whole lot of money for a gaggle of schoolteachers.
    Sue Myers agreed to supply most of the labor and Bill Bradfield mortgaged the house he owned in Chester County and put up $40,000. Vince threw in his nighttime labor. A corporation was formed with Bill Bradfield as president, Sue Myers as secretary, and Vince Valaitis as treasurer with a salary of 5 percent of the business.
    The store opened its doors on the very day that a bogus Brink's courier pulled a major theft at the Sears store in St. Davids. Vince and Sue did all the actual work at the store and business was all right at first.
    The Christmas season was also pretty good but there were some disturbing signs that the shoppers at Montgomery Mall had not been spending their lives waiting for gimcracks. Still, Vince was well paid and was happy with the arrangement.
    When Bill Bradfield had occasion to take time off from school Vince often took over his class. Bill Bradfield would have a lesson plan even for a one-day substitute, a detailed lesson plan complete with a laboriously drawn seating chart. He wanted to control the class even if he wasn't there.
    Vince wished that Bill Bradfield was less serious, and even hinted to the older man that there were things in life that could not be controlled.
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    It had been a prosperous holiday season for the Sears, Roebuck store in Neshaminy Mall. The bags containing the receipts were bulging on Saturday afternoon, December 17, 1977. The cash total alone was $137,798.
    It was nearly time for Armored Motor Service to make its daily pickup, and the assistant head cashier waited impatiently. Sears was running short of one-dollar bills and silver coins.
    At 2:00 P.M. the assistant head cashier was finally handed an identification card by one of her clerks who told her that the courier had arrived. The woman took the couriers identification card to the back office to compare the name with a list of Armored Motor Service couriers on the office wall. For security reasons, the names and signatures of all couriers were posted.
    The courier's name, Albert J. Wharton, checked out with the name on her list, but she decided to use a little more caution because of the August theft at the Sears in St. Davids.
    She compared the signature of Albert J. Wharton on the card with the signature of Albert J. Wharton on the posted notice. They had not been written by the same hand.
    The assistant head cashier walked out of the back office and examined the uniformed courier. He was fiftyish, a tall man with glasses.
    "Did you bring our money?" she asked. "We ordered coins and one-dollar bills to carry us over a few days."
    He shook his head