The Max Wendell Murder Case

Broadway's My Beat from Time Square to Columbus Circle, the godiest, the most violent, the lonesome-est mile in the world. Broadway's My Beat with Larry Thor as detective Danny Clover. Broadway, it's the one dream left because the other dreams didn't happen.

The corner of the world where a million performers do their bit just for you. It's carnival and clown and a girl blowing kisses. end of a fabulous ride that cost you a dime. Maybe you'll get your money's worth it. It's Broadway. My beat. The month was April in the year of the zippers. The phone call came at

noon. Max Wendell said he had to see me in quick, Danny, he said, at his place of business on 39th Street, which is where he sold patent medicines and neckties and candy bars, he reminded Which is where I went.

Danny! Danny, brother, am I glad to see you. You sounded worried when I talked to you on the phone, Max. Oh, brother. What's the trouble? Brother? Don't do that again, Max. Say regular words and tell me the trouble.

Sure I was going on. Wait a minute. I'll find out in the radio a little. You know, you've got to be tuned to this type of music to be in style. Not to the trouble.

Look at me, Danny. What do you see? Max, wendell, in an orange necktie. You trying to sell me a necktie, Max? Well, later, maybe, right now, listen. When you look at Max Wendell, you see a completely rehabilitated, practically a new man type of man.

You see that, huh? I'm like, you're a good Max, you look fine. Look, I don't need compliments. I got trouble. This morning, I know good from way back came into here. You know what he wanted me to do?