The Case of the One-Penny Orange

 The Case of the One-Penny Orange (1977) by E. V. Cunningham (Howard Melvin Fast)

This is the second Masao Masuto mystery and my first introduction to the Zen detective working on the Beverly Hills police force. The story opens with Masuto checking out a suspected robbery at the Beverly Hills mansion of Mr. and Mrs. Jack Briggs. When the couple returned from the funeral of Ellen Briggs's mother, they found the house ransacked. But upon closer inspection it seemed that absolutely nothing was taken. Masuto's boss knows that he likes odd little mysteries, so he tells the detective that he can take look if he wants even though "there's nothing in it." Masuto has barely begun interviewing the couple when a call comes through directing him to the shop of Ivan Gaycheck, a prominent stamp dealer. Once again there's been a break-in, but apparently no robbery. But this time there is a murder. Gaycheck has been killed by a .22-caliber bullet.

The deeper Masuto digs, the more he suspects a connection between the two non-robberies. And when he hears about the existence of an extremely rare stamp--the 1947 one-penny orange--he becomes even more certain. The trail leads him to the shadow of Nazi Germany and the Buchenwald concentration camp and winds up with him in a face-off with three bicycle-chain-wielding thugs. But did they kill Gaycheck? And what happened to the famous stamp?

An interesting look at Beverly Hills in the 1970s and at a first-generation Japanese man making his way at that time. I found the historical ties to WWII interesting and well-played--especially since this was written well before the current WWII historical mystery explosion (at least it seems like an explosion to me--I see them everywhere). The plot neatly ties the modern murders to the historical background and I thought the wrap-up was a nice touch--Masuto has echoes of Holmes and Poirot serving out their own brand of justice. Fortunately, his Zen background allows him to conveniently ignore the law he serves. ★★★ and 1/2.

First line: They say that a house that might sell for a hundred thousand dollars in Scarsdale, New York, would easily fetch a quarter of a million on a good street in Beverly Hills, and without such niceties as cellar and attic.

Last line: "Then don't answer the phone, dear one," Masuto said, closing his eyes and relaxing into the heat of the bath.

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Deaths = 4 (two shot; one beaten to death; one heart attack)