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DiCenzo pointed to the bed. There's his alibi, and I didn't think he did it anyway.

DiCenzo shook his head. Do you routinely shake down hookers?

And what precisely have you accomplished since that dinner meeting of ours--which is when you should have reported on Miss Janeway and Miss Benavides?

Mad now--Kathy on a morgue slab. Yeah, you have.

Cynthia Benavides, a.k.a. 'Sinful Cindy.'

Dudley smiled; DiCenzo nodded. Carolyn ducked out--like she knew they knew the score. Bud scoped his front room: the fold-out down, a bottle, two tumblers.

Lad, she is a tangential Nite Owl witness. And haven't I taught you to be thorough in your reports?

I'll call you.

The red sedan: the motel, Cahuenga. I don't know.

Dudley sighed. Bud has a sentimental weakness for females, and I fmd his account plausible within the limitations of that limitation. Lad, who was this 'hooker' you mentioned?

Lad, Lunceford's known associates are extraneous to this investigation. Have you learned of anything else on Cathcart?

I'm still checking out Lunceford and Cathcart K.A.'s.

The red sedan: the motel, Cahuenga. I don't know.

Dudley to DiCenzo. Lad, are you satisfied that Bud isn't your man?

Lies: hold back on smut, Cathcart's pad tossed, the pimp who sold Kathy to Duke. I didn't think she was important stuff.

And what precisely have you accomplished since that dinner meeting of ours--which is when you should have reported on Miss Janeway and Miss Benavides?

Dudley to DiCenzo. Lad, are you satisfied that Bud isn't your man?

DiCenzo walked out smoking; Dudley leaned against the door. Lad, you cannot shake down prostitutes for money to pay off underaged mistresses. I understand your sentimental attachment to women, and I know that it is an essential component of your policeman's persona, but such overinvolvement cannot be tolerated, and as of this moment you are off the Cathcart and Lunceford checks and back on the Darktown end of the case. Now, Chief Parker and I are convinced that the three Negroes in custody are our perpetrators, or, at the very most, another jigaboo gang is responsible. We still have no murder weapons and no shake on Coates' car, and Ellis Loew wants more evidence for a grand jury presentation. Our fair Miss Soto will not talk, and I'm afraid we must urge her to take pentothal and endure a questioning session. Your job is to check files and question known Negro sex offenders. We need to find the men our unholy three let abuse Miss Soto, and I think the job is right up your alley. Will you do this for me?

Dudley sighed. Bud has a sentimental weakness for females, and I fmd his account plausible within the limitations of that limitation. Lad, who was this 'hooker' you mentioned?

Carolyn said, I think I should go.

Lad, she is a tangential Nite Owl witness. And haven't I taught you to be thorough in your reports?

Bud walked Carolyn over. Across the screen: Dudley Smith and a West Valley dick--Joe DiCenzo.

Dudley smiled; DiCenzo nodded. Carolyn ducked out--like she knew they knew the score. Bud scoped his front room: the fold-out down, a bottle, two tumblers.

I'll call you.

Bud fed the woman coffee--get her out, go see Stens at the lock-up.

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