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It had been Ellery Queen's hand on the knob -- a subtly changed young man with drawn features and a sharpened glance that swept the room once and then returned to the anteroom.
"Before me, Commissioner," he murmured, holding the door wide. Commissioner Scott Welles grunted, pushed his heavy body into view. Three tight-lipped men in plain clothes -- his bodyguard -- flanked him as he crossed the room toward the desk.