Death on Post No. 7 by Frank Gruber here is published in England by T. V. Boardman / The Popular Press Ltd. in 1951. The cover artist is not their regular illustrator, Denis McLoughlin, nor do I recognize the style. This was published as No. 134 in the Pocket Reader Series and labeled on the cover as a Quick Action Detective. It certainly is a quick, easy, smoothly written story with a fast pace.
The Pocket Reader series officially began with 101 and concluded at 134. FictionMags doesn’t have 134 recorded at all; rather, they have 101-133 noted. The last four issues are quite scarce and are not printed as by T. V. Boardman. In fact, Boardman changed the publisher to appear as The Popular Press, Limited., but ran an ad behind the front cover for T. V. Boardman’s series of Red Arrow Books.
This issue contains two stories. The lead novella or novel spans pages 3 to 58. Death on Post No. 7 debuted as a two-part novella in Street & Smith’s Detective Story Magazine (April and May 1941) and was reprinted in the anthology The Third Mystery Book (USA: Farrar & Rinehart, 1941). The filler story begins on page 59 and concludes on 64, being Dan Gordon’s Light Up the Graveyard! originally from Detective Tales, September 1949, a flashy story title that means absolutely nothing.
Danny Higgins is drafted into the army despite his outside connections. Having been hazed and beaten by Sergeant Slattery’s meaty fists, Danny is determined to go AWOL. But upon attempting to sneak out of his barracks, he spots a light on in a room. Trying to peek in, the door opens and he’s knocked out. When he comes to, the person and what he briefly spotted in the room are missing. Departing in an effort to continue his escape, he runs into another ranking official, only to discover this is a person he knew on the outside, police Lieutenant Shannon. Blowing off steam, Danny reveals his plans to AWOL after Slattery has been abusive and the K.O. he took after spotting a man working a radio in secret. Shannon is aware of illegal radio communications transpiring on base but they had yet to decipher the transmission or where it was coming from. With this fresh data, Shannon secretly enlists Danny’s aid to trying to discover the spy, for what is presently unknown to all on base, a scientist is soon arriving to demonstrate a secret formula designed to increase the distance of ammunition and it can penetrate walls and metal. But when Danny pulls nightshift walking the grounds and stumbles across a corpse, it’s not long before more corpses begin piling up and Shannon finds himself in the crosshairs of a sniper firing from an insane distance with wall-penetrating bullets! He breaks into the scientist’s room and discovers that a handful of bullets are missing, and the man’s dog slain. The rest of the story I won’t divulge as this story is readily available, but it’s a humdinger. Granted, anyone with commonsense would know that much of the plot runs against regulations, but back in 1940s wartime USA, this story would have translated nicely to the big screen as a short feature film.
The filler story by Dan Gordon made me wish I hadn’t read it. I’ve never been impressed by Dan Gordon, who was married to the better qualified crime writer Richard Wormser’s sister. The story: big city Eddie knows the massive laboratory in the remote country should eventually create a big-money sensation. Walking into a small local eatery/dive, he plays up to Eva and she falls for him. Time passes, he wants to go in 50/50 as partners, and she adds that whoever dies first, the other gets the whole business. He wasn’t planning on murder, but now, the thought certainly permeates his mind. Going to a cliff, he stands by the side with the intention of luring Eva to the edge and giving her a shove. Instead, the ground collapses under his own feet and he slides and tumbles and finds the earth shift above and avalanche down, burying him deep. Eva jumps into a nearby earth-mover, which remarkably has the keys still in the ignition, and even more remarkable, operates it, dipping the scoop under Eddie and digging him out, saving his life. He decides wealth isn’t worth the murder and is now clearly in debt to Eva, and in love.
Now, Richard Wormser wrote some fun, clever crime novels, and if you haven’t read his works, some I would recommend over others, such as Drive East on 66 (which is Route 66, btw) and A Nice Girl Like You. Some older 1930s novels he wrote feature communists / socialists but are quite good reads, especially the sequel, in which a female commie from the first novel finds herself as the protagonist trying to solve a crime before the police potentially slap her in the slammer. If you can overlook those background issues, it’s damnably good, whereas his magnum opus Pass Through Manhattan is a lengthy sleeper, but basically a plot that involves how one person’s life affects another, another, another, another, and eventually we run into a cosmic overlap in all their lives. We’ve seen this modernly in various movies, too.