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Detectives dot net. Now. From February sixteenth, nineteen fifty two,
here is the Raymond Grant murder case.
Speaker 2: Broadway's My Beach from Times Square to Columbus Circle, the gaudiest,
the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Speaker 3: Broadways My Beat, with Larry Thor as Detective Danny.
Speaker 2: Klover Winter begins its long dying and Broadway reacts to
the process about the same as anywhere else, with a
kind of joy, with the smile touched off by the
little warmth left inside. Except on Broadway, there will be
things to remember, the evenings, just as nighttime drifted in,
when the lights on the translux were winter fireflies and
twinkled of how it is to be at war in February,
and the coffee smells and the crowd, and the time
when you delivered the runaway Pekinese back to the girl
whose lips quivered when she kissed the dark, and the
night's dying, And remember how it was has seen through
the prism of a cold tear, the night had died
in the place where I was, and the first light
diluted the shadows in the hallway revealed these things, the carpeting,
rich and carved, and the intruding pattern, the blood on it,
the man's blood lying on it, and the young girl
in an evening gown and furs saw trying to find
out for me as day is whether you knew this man,
whether you've ever talked to him.
Speaker 4: Whether there's a reason why he should be dead in
front of my door.
Speaker 2: That's right, from what I can tell, this man was
beaten to death. The way he's lying, he probably struck
his head against this wall here where there's blood.
Speaker 4: Well, I told you.
Speaker 5: I told you all I know about it.
Speaker 6: Tell me again.
Speaker 4: Like I was on the town nightclubs, parties, you know,
go on life. I came home.
Speaker 5: I saw this man, this man who delivers milk.
Speaker 6: His identification says his name is Raymond Grant. Do you
know I'm just talked to him.
Speaker 4: Keep asking me that I told you that I came
home and.
Speaker 6: I came home alone.
Speaker 4: Yes, I always come home alone, mister Kober.
Speaker 5: It's a good deed.
Speaker 4: I do myself whenever I go out. I came home
alone and I found this man. He was dying jes
as he is now.
Speaker 2: He went into an apartment, called the police. What do
you do, miss Day?
Speaker 4: I study history, mister Clover, I'm a graduate student university.
Speaker 6: How long ago did you come home, Miss Daily?
Speaker 5: I don't know, half hours, twenty minutes or more.
Speaker 6: I don't know about Banta. I'd say this man is
killed just a little while before you got here. Say that.
Speaker 2: Finally, shock that is drifted on the flow of dawn
ends at search and touches the bare shoulders of the girl.
She draws the fur close about her throat, and the
ripples with her trembling and death lies still across her threshold,
barring the way to a darkened room where sleep is,
where there's an end to shock, where Knight's gaiety can
be dreamed again. When the attendants come and take away,
they're dead. The trembling is still on the girl and
the shock frozen now, and her eye shapes the wall
against further questioning. Try to help her into her room,
be pushed away, so leave her for a later time.
And the crane theeries take a man away from the
role of incoming out growing no trucks from the clatter
of crates loaded unloaded, take him to a wallboard office,
slammed against the edge of the loading platform.
Speaker 6: Question him.
Speaker 7: Raymond was quite a boy, mister Clover. Maybe that's why
he had to die like that.
Speaker 6: Yeah, theory is about the way people should die, mister Perry.
Speaker 7: Look, look, well, you don't try to make me out
I'm being a shoppie with you. When you ask me
about him, it just spilled out, that's all it. Maybe
it wasn't the thing to.
Speaker 6: Say, but you knew him, well, huh, No, better.
Speaker 7: Than I know my other boys. I'm a foremanc he's
after hours. Sometimes he nuzzle up to me, tell me
things about themselves, so I'll look on him with kindness
when rescheduling time comes up.
Speaker 6: Raymond Grant did that here too, Yeah he did. Well.
Speaker 7: Look, mister Clover, the boy's dead. I won't feel right
to fight.
Speaker 8: I just won't feel.
Speaker 2: It's like you said, mister Perry, he's dead, dead by violence,
deb by murder. Whatever he was, we all him as killer.
Speaker 6: Whatever he was. You'll tell me, Huh, what.
Speaker 8: Do I know about a boy like Raymond?
Speaker 7: Comes to me after his route shows me little notes
as lady customers have left and his empties.
Speaker 8: All know all about it, mister Clover.
Speaker 7: Most of our boys get little things like that left
in their empties. But with Raymond, there was a kind
of different slant, more personal.
Speaker 6: Maybe to tell you who they were from.
Speaker 7: We got a kind of group loyalty here in this
smolk factory, mister Clover. Things like that a foreman, don't
pry into it. Makes you so buddy, buddy.
Speaker 2: The kind of man you tell me Raymond was. He
didn't brag a little give you names.
Speaker 7: Look, maybe he wrote them to himself, for all I know.
The boys do that sometimes, equalize things among himself. Hey, look,
he has a wife, a little house on Staten Island
with the lawn. What could a man ever want?
Speaker 6: With? Okay, with you? If I go back to work
now the statn Island address, then you can go back
to work and leave there. Drive not a Lower Manhattan
Statne Island ferry. The day is marked by a boat ride.
Get out of your car to enjoy it.
Speaker 2: Watch the squat bow cut through the mid morning mists
and near the other side. Not be able to resist
the Handwave to the sailor lounging against the rail of
the tramp steamer, and get a grin in return.
Speaker 6: The ocean voyage is over. The drive to the.
Speaker 2: Address and staff and find it. Park the car, walk
up the short path of the white flame house. Yes,
the woman who opens the door is small and pale.
The expression she wears has been locked there a long
time ago, a face to go with the house. Only
time would change it one day at.
Speaker 6: A fall apart.
Speaker 9: Yes, what can I do for you?
Speaker 6: Are you missus granted?
Speaker 9: Yes, come and see.
Speaker 6: Oh thank you. I'm from the police, Missus Grant.
Speaker 10: I know.
Speaker 9: Mister Perry calls from the plant. I've been waiting for
you in here. Please you must it down.
Speaker 6: If you like, thank you.
Speaker 2: It's about your husband, I know mister Perry told you. Yes,
I'm trying to find out why he was killed. Yes,
so we want your cooperation. Anything you can tell us
you yes, about your husband, why somebody would want to
kill him?
Speaker 9: And I quite understand what you mean. Mister closes, Well,
I can't see how anybody would kill Raymond because of
what I could tell you about him.
Speaker 6: Just tell me what you can.
Speaker 10: I guess he was a good husband.
Speaker 9: I haven't thought about whether he was or not for
a long time. He had a good point and bad point.
I didn't like him very much.
Speaker 6: Why well you know, no, I don't.
Speaker 8: I didn't like him at all.
Speaker 9: One day, a long time ago. We'd been married about
eight years. Then I I got a feeling about him
that never left me. I thought to myself one morning,
here I am a woman, and the life I lead
is because of this man, this husband of mine, Raymond.
Speaker 6: Did you know anything about his friends?
Speaker 9: Guess he had someone guess outside there that people came
in contact with. Maybe they liked him, he probably did.
He used to come home sometimes with more money than
he made. Used to say they were for favors. What
I used to ask him that Raymond would tell me
something that didn't make any sense at all. I've forgotten
what it was. I stopped asking him a long time ago.
Everything was a long time ago, mister Clover.
Speaker 11: I brought you some tea in bagels, Danny for your
four to ten dunking. You didn't have it yet?
Speaker 6: Did you say? Yeah? I had?
Speaker 1: You know?
Speaker 6: But thanks? Anyway, It's this strange world.
Speaker 11: I debated to myself, did Danny have or didn't he have?
And I come up with this, a tea bag and.
Speaker 6: A bagel gun to ways, why don't you have them?
Speaker 11: Well, if it really makes no never mind, I think.
Speaker 6: I could partakes, you know, partake thank you.
Speaker 11: Ever so kindly hits the spot, hits the very spot,
you know, Danny, I will have to walk home to
rew my appetite.
Speaker 6: Do you bring me anything else? You know?
Speaker 8: Who goes without saying?
Speaker 6: Whenever you think it's the proper time?
Speaker 8: Refreshed and to wait.
Speaker 11: The boys you assigned made a run down in an
apartment house where the.
Speaker 8: Milkman was killed.
Speaker 11: Any were they get doors slammed in their faces by
the elite ball in kids thrust into her arms while
governances and maids racked their brains for a memory and said,
milkman hergo, her go, hergo, same as nothing. Oh, all
that was known about Raymond Grant is that sometimes the
milkman forgot to leave. Double rich Vidamin fortified whipped cream.
Speaker 6: Checked the girl who found in Carol Daily.
Speaker 11: Because she was out at the time. But we have
heard from her from another source.
Speaker 6: You'll let me in on it too, huh a question.
Speaker 11: The other source being herself. While you were out, she
phoned in said she was taking.
Speaker 8: A walk for us.
Speaker 6: That's very interesting, you.
Speaker 11: Know, it promises Danny has all the ear marks her
apartment being so near the headquarters. Miss Daily didn't form
me she was taking a walk the same to talk
to you. And then some new information re a murdered milkman.
Speaker 8: She got Danny.
Speaker 6: An accident.
Speaker 2: You know, someone's been hit down on the street.
Speaker 11: Danny bound go out without.
Speaker 10: The other.
Speaker 2: M and out to the street. The swarm had gotten
there before I did. The gatherers upon violent shouldered his
shoulder and surround shock with faces.
Speaker 6: Drink it in, make a memory out of it, and
tell a friend with.
Speaker 2: Only slight embellishments, and elbow your way through and get
pushed and muttered at, and finally make it. The girl
in the cylinder of street and crowd lies there outstretched,
the attitude of her body of infinite grace, sprawled as
if in languid acceptance of what had happened. Only her
face held a recognition of a moment frozen there, the
pearl of blood at her lips.
Speaker 6: Her name was Carol Dais. I did it.
Speaker 12: I did it.
Speaker 6: You were driving the car that hit her, Yes, I
don't know what happened.
Speaker 8: I just felt the car hit something. Go do something
for he helper.
Speaker 6: She's dead.
Speaker 8: I did it. I'm murdered. I culled.
Speaker 6: I did it.
Speaker 8: I did it.
Speaker 3: You are listening to Broadways My Beat, written by Morton
Fine and David Freakin and starring Larry Thor as Detective
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Something new in CBS Radio Newsroom coverage, World News with
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Speaker 2: The twilight drains off Broadway, flows down the side streets.
Gatherers lingers for an instant on the see edges of
the Steel Islands, and the neon explodes, the spectacular strike fire.
The mists are threaded now with scarlet, and the beckoning
to night has begun, the end.
Speaker 6: Of a February day.
Speaker 2: And you can go home and die with it, or
you can fling yourself into the nighttime. Let neon stun you,
Let the loudspeaker music sob for you. The little crape
paper man dolls will dance for you at the end
of their unseen strings. You have a choice, kid, make
it before the poised shadows make it for you. In
the opposite headquarters, switch on the overhead light against the
waiting darkness. The man's face is more clearly seen now,
the sallow light falling on the terror of what had
happened to him, the running down of a girl in
the street, the killing of a girl named Carol Daily.
Speaker 6: We need the light, getting darkness to blair.
Speaker 8: Oh of course I hadn't noticed.
Speaker 6: You could tell me about an hour.
Speaker 8: Well, I I don't know.
Speaker 6: I don't know.
Speaker 8: My wife. Please call her, ask her to come to me.
Speaker 6: We've done that, mister Boyer. After before, Oh I forgot.
Speaker 8: I'm sorry, I forgot out after you see the shock
and the horror of what I've done. Well, she's coming.
My wife's coming.
Speaker 6: She's driving down. It'll take a little while longer.
Speaker 8: You see.
Speaker 12: I depend on her for so many things. I'm not
ashamed to say it. Mister Clay. Huh, I'm lost without her.
Myra is half my soul, half my being.
Speaker 8: I'm not ashamed.
Speaker 6: She'll be here. What do you do, mister Blair? Business professional?
Speaker 12: Well both, I guess I think you could call it both.
I have a travel agency. It's downtown in the Battery,
Blair's Travel Agency. I arranged tours and cruises. Did you
know Carol Daily, the girl you killed? Oh no, I
was just driving home. The traffic seems so slow. I
pulled out from the back of another car, and that girl,
she must have darted right into me.
Speaker 8: Sound as if she threw herself against my car, That
lovely girl. I didn't see right.
Speaker 5: It's all right, Robert, I'm here. Don't cry, Robert, Please
don't cry.
Speaker 6: Missus Blair.
Speaker 5: I want to take him home.
Speaker 6: What must I do charge of the manslaughter?
Speaker 5: Missus Blair involuntary.
Speaker 6: We have our lawyer.
Speaker 5: You can reach us anytime. What must I do to
take him home?
Speaker 6: You could post bond pending the hearing arrange for it.
Speaker 5: Please don't look that way, Robert, not in front of him.
It'll be all right. You're going home with me, Robert,
and turn.
Speaker 2: Mister Blair over the starget to praglia pending the posting
of bond. Then leave headquarters, have dinner, go home, spend
the evening in the familiar room with a few familiar things.
Pick up a novel you've been promising yourself to read,
and not read it because of the fleeting thoughts that
intrude themselves, the image of a man dead in a hallway,
of a young woman broken and huddled in the street,
And in the morning, the novel still lies in the arm.
Speaker 6: Of the chair where you've slept.
Speaker 2: Back to headquarters now and the phone calls and the
tracing back to be done. Background wanted on Carol Daily
because Carol Daily had new information about a murder, and
Carol Daily was suddenly dead in three hours. Get enough
to satisfy you for now, Carol Daily, no parents, twenty
two years of age. Carol Daily student, graduate student of
history at the university. Go there, see a student assistant,
see a registrar, see a dean. Be told finally that
as a graduate student, Miss Daily spent most of a
time in the Hayward Memorial Library working on a thesis
with a mister Pearce. I'll sixteen chair twelve. Mister Pierce,
maybe you would have known something.
Speaker 12: Heyward Memorial Library frowns on this sort of thing only
last time from the police. The stacks on criminology are
down that aisle, and know that one you have trouble,
asked the library, and she was born to sepher being helpful.
We could talk here quietly among scholars, or at headquarters.
Speaker 8: For what's the.
Speaker 2: You were saying headquarters, mister Pearce, fold a corner that page,
or whatever you do not to.
Speaker 6: Lose your place.
Speaker 12: Carol Daily, Huh, that's right. Milkman killed on a doorstep,
and she dies from the power and action of eight cylinders.
Requiem for Carol Daily.
Speaker 6: That's the size of the tei of shed.
Speaker 8: For her up heres.
Speaker 12: Give me the time for a little research and I'll
annotate you will lament, it'll break your heart.
Speaker 6: You were working with her on a thesis.
Speaker 8: Someone glad that. Did he give you dates anti Carroll
post Carol?
Speaker 6: No, so you do it, Auntie.
Speaker 12: Carroll was all raccoon and hip flasks post Carol. Is
what you said, the platonic mating of scholars postgraduate type.
Speaker 6: She worked with you, did research with you, Rob, That's
all you say. The thing that such a regret.
Speaker 12: I regretted too, because with Carol it was strictly the
sticking of noses into tones.
Speaker 6: No dates, no college proms, no quiet listening to symphonies
in Carroll's apartment.
Speaker 12: What you said, just like that. That's why I was
never introduced to a milkman. That's why it can't wound
me too much.
Speaker 2: The girl is dead, all right, nurse, Never leave college.
Some of our boys might like to make a study
of you. Hey, let's leave something on a footnote to
our discussion.
Speaker 6: What is it?
Speaker 12: This tri Greenwich Village, Bank Street, number eleven. Try Margaret
Howard with her Carol listened to Bob her in.
Speaker 8: The Howard group.
Speaker 13: Heyward, memory, but you're going to miss you, bye, Howard.
Speaker 6: Come on, come on, open the door. This is the
police yourself? Baby?
Speaker 5: Hi baby?
Speaker 6: Your name Margaret Howard.
Speaker 10: I'm Margaret. I'm there on the cow. Jimmy, she that
one back?
Speaker 6: M M.
Speaker 10: They're gone, all of them gone.
Speaker 6: What's the place you've been having a party here, Miss Howard?
Speaker 10: You like the killer, baby, I like to kill and
no tequila?
Speaker 8: You bringing you?
Speaker 6: Hear me through the door. I said I was from
the police.
Speaker 10: Lemon and salt and no tequila and friends who walk
out on me. But I got you, baby, if I
got you baby?
Speaker 6: Who are you? Baby? Look Miss Howard?
Speaker 10: No reaction.
Speaker 5: Huh Yeah.
Speaker 10: It's a lousy party, hardly worth anything at all. Three
day party of lays and egg in a few hours,
no booth, no friends.
Speaker 6: Who are you? No girl named Carol Daily.
Speaker 10: She's a stinker? Carols? Who stinker?
Speaker 13: Carols?
Speaker 10: A stinker? Lott you're gonna turn pink and green in
a minute, float away under the door.
Speaker 6: She's dead, Miss Howard. Carol You're a.
Speaker 10: Liar, flyar. You're gonna turn paining grants. Get away get
away from mail, get away baby, baby eloaded. Honey, this
isn't happening to you. Someone's dyu across the room, honey.
Speaker 6: Cold city, Miss Hard won't hurt a bit. Feel better.
Sorry I had to do that. I apologize, Miss Howard,
but it's important.
Speaker 10: Yeah, is.
Speaker 1: Carol?
Speaker 6: Yes?
Speaker 5: Oh oh?
Speaker 10: If she'd been here, wouldn't have happened. I pleaded with
her to come all night long.
Speaker 6: I pleaded with it all night. What do you mean?
Speaker 10: I kept calling her in her apartment last night, All
night long. I kept calling her and talking to her,
giving her a blow by blow description of the mess
we were making.
Speaker 8: Yeah, he should have come.
Speaker 4: He was really her party and she didn't show up.
Speaker 5: Everybody was waiting to.
Speaker 10: See her again, all of us who all took that tour,
last summer tour, mister Blair's tour to England, the student
tour when he conducting.
Speaker 5: She's a kind of a gift together.
Speaker 4: Isn't that right?
Speaker 8: Mister?
Speaker 10: She would have come here and she'd be all right now,
wouldn't have happened to her?
Speaker 6: Yes?
Speaker 10: What is it?
Speaker 6: And Danny Clover, missus Blair, we met in my office?
Speaker 5: Yes, what is it?
Speaker 6: Is your husband home? I'm afraid I have to ask
you to disturb and it's very important.
Speaker 5: I'll ask him whether he'll see you. Wait here.
Speaker 8: This way.
Speaker 5: Please don't let him upset you?
Speaker 8: Robert? Hello, miss what is it you want to.
Speaker 5: Talk to Robert about?
Speaker 6: About Carol Daily?
Speaker 5: We told you in your office, mister Clover, I'll lawyer
is handling.
Speaker 6: That's right, you did. I'll be all right.
Speaker 8: You don't have to stay.
Speaker 5: I'll just send this man home.
Speaker 8: Robin.
Speaker 2: I'm afraid not, missus Blair. If you want to stay
here and listen to what I have to say to
your husband, that's up to you.
Speaker 5: Please, I'm going to stay, Robert. What kind of wife
do you think I am?
Speaker 8: What do you want, Miss Clover?
Speaker 6: I told you I want to talk to you about
Carol Daily.
Speaker 12: Well, Mayra and I have agreed we'll do everything for
a family that we can within know what I mean?
Speaker 6: Miss Daily? Had no family? But you knew that well?
Speaker 8: I told you.
Speaker 6: You knew that, didn't you.
Speaker 5: How could Robert have possibly known that?
Speaker 6: Tells? Well?
Speaker 10: How how.
Speaker 8: I knew.
Speaker 5: You knew Carol Daily?
Speaker 6: Last some of your husband conducted a student tour of England.
Carol Daily was one of the students.
Speaker 12: This man. That's right.
Speaker 5: You didn't tell me that, Robert. You lied to it.
Speaker 8: I didn't lie. I just didn't tell you.
Speaker 5: You lied?
Speaker 8: Why did you do that, Robin, What difference does it make?
It can make any difference. It was a coincidence that
I hit someone I knew.
Speaker 12: What about Raymond Grant, mister Blair, I don't know anyone
by that man?
Speaker 5: Who is Raymond grandfather?
Speaker 6: I just told he was a meltman. He was found
beaten dead.
Speaker 5: You knew this man, Robert?
Speaker 6: No? No, how would I know him?
Speaker 5: Tell me why my husband should know him, mister Clover.
Speaker 6: I think Raymond Graham is a man who had a sideline.
His wife said he frequently had extra money. Sometimes. I
think he noticed people coming out of the wrong apartment
at Milkill every time. He used this knowledge for blackmail.
Speaker 5: And Robert knew such a man.
Speaker 8: Do you want to listen to me? Do you want
to listen to him?
Speaker 5: You lied to me once, Robert, How do I know
what you're going to say?
Speaker 8: Just listen.
Speaker 6: He was found dead in front of Carol Daly's apartment, murdered.
Speaker 11: Rob.
Speaker 5: Robert, I'm talking to you, Robert, what, Mara?
Speaker 12: What?
Speaker 8: What? What?
Speaker 7: What do you want?
Speaker 5: He saw you come out of her apart. Yes, how
many times?
Speaker 3: I don't know one time, ten times, twenty times?
Speaker 2: Oh, oh, Robert, Robert he found out who you were,
that you were married. He blackmail girl must have loved
you very much. Mister Blair, who have lied to me?
Not to have told me that you were the killer.
Speaker 12: He wanted to hear you then, But I was standing
in the back of that door when you would talking
to her.
Speaker 8: If you had walked into her room, I would have
killed you.
Speaker 6: Two. I see after you killed the man, you made
her get into her evening calls and say she just
returned from a party. She never left the apartment. I
found that out a little.
Speaker 8: She wanted to tell you then, but I wouldn't let her.
Speaker 12: She didn't love me. She got away from me and
tried to get to you. That's why I ran it down.
Speaker 8: Oh oh, Robert, Robert Robin.
Speaker 12: Why do you cry, Maya because a girl is dead,
because a man is dead?
Speaker 5: You lied, you lied, well.
Speaker 8: That's why you cry, Uh, Not for the man, not
for the girl, and not for me.
Speaker 12: Oh cool, ma, I lied to her.
Speaker 8: I listened to this male. I found a young girl
who I loved so well. Le's you. We'll be happy.
Now you have something to grieve about. Let's go. Mister.
Speaker 2: Broadway plumes its lights upward into the sky, and the
night bursts open.
Speaker 6: The swarm starts its dance down the canyon streets, and
the little man stalks the heels of a drunkard, the
place of darting eyes, and crowd and mob and people
with empty hands.
Speaker 2: It's Broadway, the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile
in the world.
Speaker 6: Broadway My Beat.
Speaker 3: Broadway's My Beat stars Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover,
with Charles Calvert as Tartaglia and Jack Krushan as Muggavin.
The program was produced and directed by Elliott Lewis, with
musical score composed and conducted by Alexander Courage. In Tonight's story,
Paula Winslow was heard as Myra and Howard mcneer as
Robert Blair. Featured in the cast were Mary Lancing shot
At Lawrence and Shepherd Manken Youthful actor Dean Stockwell plays
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Speaker 9: Network, m.
Speaker 1: Welcome back. Well. Of all the stereotypical sins of the
Milkmen of ages past, blackmail is a new one on me.
And it does seem that in the general scheme of things,
the main people he would be able to blackmail would
not be that well off. But again, as his wife indicated,
it wasn't like a regular income stream, but he was
willing to milk his position for whatever extra money he
could get. Yes, I did say that, and I'm not sorry.
It is worth noting that we had a bit of
a time jump in the episodes, and that is because
there were actually some lost episodes in between the episode
we played last week and this week's And there will
also be a two week gap after this week's program,
with four of five episodes missing in a five week period.
And I would say that nineteen fifty two there are
a lot of lost episodes of Broadways My Beat. We
were fairly fortunate. After Larry Thorp took over the rule
that nineteen forty nine, fifty and fifty one were almost
entirely intact, and most of the nineteen fifty three episodes
are in circulation as well, but this nineteen fifty two
a lot of missing episodes. All right, Well, now it's
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Speaker 14: Or someone out on sixty fourth Street names Rose Baker.
It's been gone about a week.
Speaker 15: Last scene Tuesday, May twenty seven pm. Who's this? It
made the report Carl Shelton, Who's he.
Speaker 14: Is her boyfriend. Miss Baker's husband died about five years ago.
It's been running around quite a bit since then. Had
a lot of man trouble, and she disappeared before then. Huh, yeah,
half dozen times. Never been gone this long though. Holmes
took this report from Shelton. He gathered Miss Baker's not
too stable. She's going to drink quite a bit. Doesn't
seem to care anything for her home or kids.
Speaker 15: Seeing here she has four children. They're living with her aunt,
missus Baker's sister. It's kind of a funny arrangement in there.
Speaker 6: Yeah.
Speaker 14: Baker woman packed her bags and walked out of the
house about a year ago. Her sister's been taking care
of the kids ever since. My mother comes back for
a visit once in a while.
Speaker 15: Dress we've got on missus Baker. It's the same address
as her boyfriend, Carl Shelton.
Speaker 14: Yeah, that's right. They both have apartments in the same building.
Speaker 15: Was this a recent picture?
Speaker 14: Miss Baker supposed to be ye, a nice looking woman.
Speaker 6: Huh.
Speaker 15: Sister's listed here as the last person who's sorrow. Well,
how's that? Baker Woman still wasn't living at home, was she?
Speaker 14: According to the sister, Miss Baker came over to the
house to see her the night she disappeared, sometime around
eight o'clock two of them had some business to talk over.
Seems the sister had a check for four hundred dollars
she got them selling some furniture. Claimed the kids had
been sick, she had doctor bills to pay.
Speaker 15: You mean, missus Baker's sister took care of things to
that extent.
Speaker 14: Apparently, anyway, after the sister got the check for selling
the furniture, Miss Baker wanted half the money. Sister said,
that's why she came to see her. That night, two
of them got in the car and went out to
find somebody to cash a check. Want drink of water?
Speaker 15: No, no thanks, sir. Where do you get a four
hundred dollars check cash at eight o'clock at night?
Speaker 6: Would you know? Sister?
Speaker 14: Sitting in Miss Dickon, did somebody good cash at farm?
Turned out the person couldn't cash it. Sister stopped at
the bar for glass of beer. As a Baker took
a car and want to look up somebody else she
thought could cash it.
Speaker 6: That was it.
Speaker 14: Miss Baker hadn't been seen since.
Speaker 15: Who was it? Somebody else?
Speaker 6: Well? I do?
Speaker 14: Sister claims she doesn't know. Miss Baker didn't tell her.
Speaker 15: Sounds like missus Baker wanted the whole check, wouldn't you say?
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