The Sins of the Father by Jeffrey Archer EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Jeffrey Archer
- Language: English
- Genre: Military Historical Fiction, War Fiction, World War II Historical Fiction,
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‘MY NAME IS HARRY CLIFTON.’
‘Sure, and I’m Babe Ruth,’ said Detective Kolowski as he
lit a cigarette.
‘No,’ said Harry, ‘you don’t understand, there’s been a
terrible mistake. I’m Harry Clifton, an Englishman from
Bristol. I served on the same ship as Tom Bradshaw.’
‘Save it for your lawyer,’ said the detective, exhaling deeply
and filling the small cell with a cloud of smoke.
‘I don’t have a lawyer,’ protested Harry.
‘If I was in the trouble you’re in, kid, I’d consider having
Sefton Jelks on my side to be about my only hope.’
‘Who’s Sefton Jelks?’
‘You may not have heard of the sharpest lawyer in New
York,’ said the detective as he blew out another plume of
smoke, ‘but he has an appointment to see you at nine o’clock
tomorrow morning, and Jelks don’t leave his office unless his
bill has been paid in advance.’
‘But—’ began Harry, as Kolowski banged the palm of his
hand on the cell door.
‘So when Jelks turns up tomorrow morning,’ Kolowski
continued, ignoring Harry’s interruption, ‘you’d better come
up with a more convincing story than we’ve arrested the
wrong man. You told the immigration officer that you were
Tom Bradshaw, and if it was good enough for him, it’s going
to be good enough for the judge.’
The cell door swung open, but not before the detective had
exhaled another plume of smoke that made Harry cough.
Kolowski stepped out into the corridor without another word
and slammed the door behind him. Harry collapsed on to a
bunk that was attached to the wall and rested his head on a
brick-hard pillow. He looked up at the ceiling and began to
think about how he’d ended up in a police cell on the other
side of the world on a murder charge.
The door opened long before the morning light could creep
through the bars of the window and into the cell. Despite the
early hour, Harry was wide awake.
A warder strolled in carrying a tray of food that the
Salvation Army wouldn’t have considered offering a penniless
hobo. Once he’d placed the tray on the little wooden table, he
left without a word.
Harry took one look at the food before beginning to pace up
and down. With each step, he grew more confident that once
he explained to Mr Jelks the reason he’d exchanged his name
with Tom Bradshaw, the matter would quickly be sorted out.
Surely the worst punishment they could exact would be to
deport him, and as he’d always intended to return to England
and join the navy, it all fitted in with his original plan.
At 8.55 a.m., Harry was sitting on the end of the bunk,
impatient for Mr Jelks to appear. The massive iron door didn’t
swing open until twelve minutes past nine. Harry leapt up as a
prison guard stood to one side and allowed a tall, elegant man
with silver grey hair to enter. Harry thought he must have been
about the same age as Grandpa. Mr Jelks wore a dark blue
pinstripe, double-breasted suit, a white shirt and a striped tie.
The weary look on his face suggested that little would surprise
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