The Thomas Hart Murder Case

Broadway's My Beat from Times Square to Columbus Circle that got us the most violent, the lonesome must mile in the world. Broadway's My Beat with Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover.

The day without color is only six hours old and the restlessness begins to eat at Broadway. The waiting, the longing for the nighttime begins to gnaw like hunger like thirst because As Broadway's night is a banquet loaded with delicacies, the scarlet wine of neon, the forbidden fruit of a trumpet scream, the lukewarm stew offered on a tin plate through an alley doorway.

But Broadway's day, that's the drab time kid, the empty time, the time of leaning against sun warm stone and waiting. And you wait with the rest of Broadway because it'll come. Something will come. But it does.

You know that because Broadway nudges you with an elbow of winks, says, Bolognese, the day is turned bright, and it's not far away where the day is bright, on 39th Street, just off 7th Avenue in the garment center.

The crowd is already there ahead of you, tooth picking its last bite of lunch. Digestingly spectacle of a man sprawled on the pavement. The dress rack he'd been pushing lay beneath him. There was a scissors in his back.

His blood sketched a new pattern on the bright, flowered silk prints. The man heavy in the shoulders pushing a space into the crowd so you can be close to it. So he can fill you in on it.

About how fast Danny. I was shown the way. Who is he, Muggleman? Well, it says he's Thomas Hart. So he's a security card YMCA membership. It all says he was Thomas Hart. These people know him.