The Anna Compton Murder Case

Broadway's My Beat from Times Square to Columbus Circle, the godiest, the most violent, the lonesome must mile in the world. Broadway's My Beat with Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. When it's September and the summer's size away, Broadway is festooned with the colors of fall.

The pastels of the cotton dresses mix sadly with the brown and grey of the flannel. And here and there Broadway shapely foliage turns to plant. It's the time of the quickened step in the crumpled travel folder and Coney died beaver.

And the September song is a deep-throated sound, the mob voice, the hay fever, and the oysters being torn from the half-shell. Another season kid, one more three-month span to get where you're going. And the autumn days have their six o'clock in the morning time, the just beginning another day timed.

It was a street where Broadway turns a corner into the forties, where I was, and Detective Mugamven, and a woman. She's in here, Danny. This car, but they're on the floor in front. Who is she?

I don't know, no identification, no handbag. Just this. Car registered to Edward Bishop, 11, 10, 160th. Slip was in the glove compartment. Who found her? Officer Kaplan. Tagged it late last night for traffic violation, parking.

5 o'clock when he was going off duty, noticed the car still wasn't moved, opened it, looked. Found her under that blanket. That's issues about 27. Shot once in the back. From up close. Yeah. Death probably instantaneous.

Here they are Danny. In the front of the car doc. Hey you're a new doc aren't you? Don't move her doctor. Wait for the photographers. But don't just stand there doc. You got to get used to it kid.