Detective Ford turned his collar up against the rain. I had rained almost continuously for the last three days.
“In here Detective!” the uniformed officer called from the garage, where he and another policeman were standing by a big black car.
Ford hurried past the front door of the small house to the large two-car garage. “What have you got,” he asked?
“Well sir,” the younger of the two uniformed policemen began. “Three hours ago a man wearing a blue baseball cap and red bandana over his face robbed a liquor store downtown. A witness says that a masked man ran from the store, and drove off in a black, late model, Mercury Marauder.
"A block away," he continued. "Another witness says that she was almost run over by a black Mercury Marauder. This witness said that the car was speeding down Main St. and stopped just before hitting her.
“We knew that Knuckles Jones drives a black Marauder, so we stopped by to ask him a few questions. Knuckles says that he has a cold and hasn’t left the house in three days. He gave us permission to search the car. In the trunk we found a blue baseball cap and a red bandana.”
Detective Ford stepped back from the Marauder and looked at it critically.
“Knuckles didn’t do it,” he said. “Look for another Marauder.”
How did Detective Ford know?
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