The Ann Cornell Murder Case

My beef, the most violent, the lonesome of myel in the world. With Larry Thor as detective Danny Voker. Sitter the moon over Broadway. It depends upon your job or the company you keep.

You can hold somebody's hand in point-foot. You can stand on a street corner and sneer at it. Or you can do it the way I did. Stick your head out of the window with police headquarters and try to focus through the haze laid down by the neon.

I had just about focused on the interruption chain. My name's Goodwin. They said walk right in. All right. Close the door. I never saw such a sight in all my life. Sit down, Mr. Goodwin.

You really expect me to sit down after what I got sawed? You really do? What did you see? A murder with my own two eyes. Sit down, Mr. Goodwin. You don't believe me, do you?

I tell you, Mr. Goodwin, the statistics are against you. We get a dozen calls a day for my witnesses to murder. You see, I told you. Mostly they turned out to be nothing at all.

Drunksters, that sort of thing. I saw a murder. I saw a man, a stranger, a woman. I saw his face, I saw her face. He was furious. She was dying. I saw it. Now, don't tell me to sit down either.

Tell me about it. From the bus. The act we sighted seemed to look to us. I got there early, so I got to speak near the window. What are you talking about, Mr. Goodland? The sighted scene bus.

I had to speak by the window. That's how I saw it. Go ahead. We had just left Chinatown. That was part of the tour. I didn't like Chinatown. It was murky and oriental and made me feel finicky.