The Marty Connell Murder Case

Broadway's My Beat from Times Square to Columbus Circle, the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesome-ous smile in the world. Broadway's My Beat with Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. When Broadway turns into October, the happy trumpet gleams gold and makes it thought of music.

The sound of it spreads across the beginning shadows, mixes with specs of a thousand colors, Good evening, a hurry up song. And October's man is there again. The old grad whose day is Saturday, the chap in the double-breasted gray Oxford who wears the winning colors, who holds high the pennants, who buys the drink, slaps the backs,

and makes the girly men on the 50-yard line where is Beanie. Magic time on Broadway, Indian summertime, but suddenly it's night and it's dark. And at the end of it to the east, Another quality waterfront river and sounds of night washed against pilings and dim light cut across by the glare of a policeman splash.

Danny, Dan's down here Danny. Okay. Right here at the end of the pier. Whoever got shot, what kind of a gun was it? 32, looks brand new, one shot missing the chamber. You know somebody got hurt in this dark no-gun about it.

It's terrible blood that gun right beside it. Who prompted it? Roman Enzi recalled it and I thought to get it on the wires to all the hospitals. person with a bullet. You know what this is, Megaman?

Over turn, Fox's fight first and a trigger got pulled. Uh-huh. I got an opinion, dang. What? The fight first. Probably figures whoever got shot was carried up the end of the pier was thrown into a car and driven away.