The Perfect Specimen

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If it's the kind of trouble you can't handle without confidential help, you've got a job for me, George Valentine. Right full details. Here, Mr. Valentine. As a doctor, I've had to tell many people that they would do to die.

Well, today I was told the same thing myself. I was even informed of the time and the method. All the facts were there. Except who is going to kill me and why. I suppose I should go to the police.

But they would only scare the killer off. Next time he may not be thoughtful enough to warn me. I don't know what you charge for a service like this. I don't know what you charge for a service like this, but whatever it is I'm willing and able to pay.

My executioner hasn't allowed me much time. So you can understand I'm anxious that you meet me at my office as quickly as possible. We'll sign Dr. Norman Penford. Hmm. Here, Bruxie, is something that makes no sense at all.

How can you say that, George? A man expects to be murdered and the notion doesn't fill him with too much enthusiasm. I think that makes a lot of sense. It's the note within the note I'm talking about, angel.

Yeah, why did the so-called executioner announce the date of the event and apparently supply a blueprint of his intentions? He's on kind of a newborn fool. Well, maybe he's so sure of himself. He thinks he can't get caught.