Man in the Trench Coat

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By the Whistler. And the Whistler. And I know many things for I walk by night. I know many strange tales hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows. Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak.

And now transcribed for the signal oil company, the Whistler Strange Story. The man in the trench coat. It was clearly a mistake, a perfectly natural understandable mistake. It could have happened to anyone, and it happened to Wally Leighton.

But he wasn't yet aware of that mistake as he strolled out of the North Beach restaurant. The trench coat draped over his arm and walked back to the parking lot. As he approached his car, Wally reached into the coat pocket for the keys.

In a strange, puzzled expression crossed his face as he withdrew an unsealed envelope and opened it. Money, Wally. Money. A lot of it folded neatly inside the envelope. And you wonder how it got there.

Suddenly you're aware of footsteps behind you. Quickly, you slip the envelope back into the coat pocket. And then as you're about to get into your car... Hey you, huh? Just a minute. You talking to me?

Yeah, hand it over. Hand what over? My coat, the one you just picked up on the restaurant. This? Oh, I'm afraid you're mistaken. Hand it over, I said. Look, fella, this happens to be my coat.