The following is a Whodunit by Hy Conrad featuring Sherman Oliver Holmes, a mysterious crime solver and great-great-grandson of Sherlock Holmes. Can you solve the crime?
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Sherman Holmes was out for a drive on a lonely country road. He saw the
police car and the sign for the labyrinth maze at almost the same moment.
"A labyrinth puzzle plus a crime," he chuckled, stepping on
the brakes. "How lovely." He switched on his turn signal and
pulled off into the parking lot.
The roadside attraction, "Queen Victoria's Maze," consisted
of a ticket booth, a small, shabby office, and the maze itself, a seven-foot-high
square of ill-kept hedges. Curious motorists were lured into paying three
dollars a piece to get lost in the confusing pathways inside the hedges.
Sherman bypassed the empty ticket booth and wandered up a gravel path
and into the maze itself. Two right turns brought him to a dead end -
a dead end complete with a corpse. A highway patrolman was standing over
the corpse of a casually dressed man, a knife stuck between his ribs.
Three men and a woman faced the officer.
"My husband Kyle and I came into a maze and split up just for fun,"
the woman said between sobs. "After several minutes of wandering,
I wound up outside at another entrance. I was going to try again. I called
Kyle, to see how he was doing. That's when I heard it - some scuffling
- like a fight. Then Kyle screamed."
"I heard the scream, too," said the tallest man. "I was
on a bench at the center of the maze. I didn't hear any scuffling, probably
because the fountain there drowned it out. I'm Bill McQuire. I hurried
out of the maze and found Mrs. Turner. The two of us went back in and
discovered the body together."
"I'm the owner," said a short, disheveled man. "Paul Moran.
These people were the only three customers in there. After taking the
Turners' money at the ticket booth, I went into the office. Abe, my electrician,
was rewiring the system. I switched off the main fuse box for him. Then
I walked around picking up trash. Abe was still working when I heard a
man's scream."
Abe, the electrician, was the last to speak. "What Paul said is
true. I was in a crawl space under the office the whole time, doing the
wiring. I didn't see anything or hear anyone until the scream."
The officer bent down to examine the body. "No wallet. Maybe it
was a botched robbery. But we'll have to wait for the experts."
"I'm an expert," came a voice from behind. They turned around
to find a short, owlish man with a briar pipe between his teeth. "Sherman
Holmes, at your service. The solution is elementary, if you'd care to
listen."
WHO KILLED KYLE TURNER?
HOW DID SHERMAN DEDUCE THE TRUTH?