Joe Barker

Mutual presents under arrest Into yourself Criminals behind bars under arrest the story of police captain Jim Scott's fight against crime Captain Scott there's a woman out here to see your captain match bark. Hello. I'm busy. I can't see anybody Match barker you said that's right. Yeah

Okay, center end, Sergeant. The call came in around five o'clock in the afternoon. I was busy filling out a report too busy to see anybody, but Madge Barker was different. I hadn't seen Madge in years.

She was what you might call an old friend from the other side of the tracks. Married to Joe Barker, a small-time crook who was in and out of stir as often as a river ferry is in and out of the slip.

The Madge hadn't always been on the other side of the tracks. Once she'd been Inspector Tom Wilton's daughter. Funny. A cop's daughter marrying a crook. None of us in the department could figure it out.

Old Inspector Wilton had been dead five years now and I hadn't seen Mad since the funeral. I wondered what the years with Joe had done to her. So I pushed the side the report and waited.

Pretty soon the door opened. hadn't changed much on the surface. She was about twenty-eight now, and a tract of honey blonde with plenty of a feel and big blue eyes. And that's where the change was. In the eye. There was a kind of sad expression of him and hadn't been there before. I guess

they'd seen plenty of hard times knocking around with Joe. What she did was her own business, even though I'd been pretty burned about the whole thing. Madged sat down, pulled a pack of cigarettes from a person opened them.