The Mrs Webb Murder Case

Broadway's My Beat from Times Square to Columbus Circle, the Godiest, the most violent, the lonesome-est mile in the world. Broadway's My Beat with Larry Thor has detective Danny Colver. When the summer melts into August, Broadway suddenly stops in the middle of a step, considered.

What happened to the springtime dreams to be fulfilled in July at the very latest? And what did the snapshot of the girl in your wallet, the one you met at Coney last month? Who wore sea spray in her hair, whose cheek was warm with sun and your cheek, the one who liked the old thorns best.

She's back to work again, handing ship clocks to an auctioneer on 42nd Street and looking brassy and winking at the crowd. And she didn't even recognize you. So walk alone the August night, and it hits you.

Another summer's rushing away. And downtown East from Broadway 16 stories high into the night and above the river Apartment and Detective Mugerman and woman. I'm all right. I tell you I'm sure you are mrs. Web. We've been trying to tell you I'll ever be and I'll tell you exactly how it happens. You've already told us mrs. Web three times

Listen you go in and see how he is Mugerman drunk You ever been get this loaded off a mrs. Web after what just happened you talk to me like go look at him Mugerman Thank you mr. Muggerman. Yeah if you Ran a cold bath for my husband and saw that he got in it. That would be nice. That's a good idea, Muggaman. Very good. Very very good

Thank you very much, Mrs. Webb No, may I tell you mr. Clover, of course. I was sleeping My husband wasn't home. I think my stars he came home when he did just tell me what happened I was sleeping and dreaming and in my dream I couldn't breathe not all at once, but gradually in my dream. I couldn't breathe and you know how it is.