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A murderer.

He's after me. Now, I want to get a
colleague of mine to stay with you for a

while. A man?

A lady.

All right!

No! Can you believe?

She locked me in the bathroom. She did
what?

What's the matter? Somebody's coming
with the cops! You have been playing

detective.

The same thing happened in the Lady Wars
Scarlet. I doubt if the people who are

after you read the same books.

Oh, no!

Do I make myself clear?

What's the rug?

You're going to kill yourself running
like that.

Hey, wait up.

Do you want to give yourself a heart
attack or what?

I got to talk to you about something.

How can we get off if you keep running
away?

Do you think you're going to run
forever, old man?

run some more?

Central Park. I saw it.

Yes. Yes, I'm sure.

Please. Please hurry.

80th and 5th. Please hurry up.

A murder.

Mrs. Rutherford, try to understand.
There's nothing more we can do.

Well, I saw it, and it happened right
here.

Well, here.

Here. Yes, the poor man crawled up the
bank.

Mrs. Rutherford, correct me if I'm
wrong, but the last time you called the

police, you said you saw your neighbor
carrying his wife's body out to the

of his car, and that turned out to be...
Everybody knew he hated his wife. ...a

soggy bathroom carpet.

And the time before that, when you
called the police, you said you saw

stealing a car, and that... I know. He
lost his keys. I know that, but this

time... This time, Mrs. Rutherford, I've
had my men out here for two hours...

Crawling through the woods, looking for
a body, and the only thing they've

managed to turn up so far is something
that looks like it belongs in an agency

report. There was a murder, I swear.

Mrs. Rutherford, I'd like to help. I
really would, you see, but there's no

here. There are no bloodstains here.

Not even a sign of a disturbance.

It's only 50 yards to the street.

Maybe the murderer picked up the body.
And carried it out to his car in broad

daylight without attracting a bit of
attention?

Stranger things have happened.

That they have.

John, would you please give Mrs.
Rutherford here a ride home? Oh, my

We'll take care of it. Look, Mrs.
Rutherford, next time you call the

know. I can take a hint, Detective.

I sure hope so.

I mean, he could have had an accomplice
to help him with the body. That's not

unheard of, you know.

Yes, ma 'am. In fact, the same thing
happened to Simon Curlow in the corpse

wasn't. In Chapter 2, Inspector Harlow
asked Mr. Curlow to help him with this

perplexing problem.

There was this...

You see, you see, in anything, I think
you ought to let me look at some mug

shots. You ready to go?

The killer is wanted in something else.

Oh, and I'll bet you my bottom dollar
vehicle.

Ron? That man was a criminal.

You could tell by his eyes.

They were like... He made my blood run
cold.

I'd be happy to help, but anyway, I
couldn't. I had to break him.

I don't... What a rude...

I got it right here in my apartment.

It's a murderer.

He's after me. The police wouldn't
believe it. But it's true. He's out

Andy, slow down a minute now.

What's going on? There is a man trying
to kill me.

One of those just -in -case items, you
know?

I see something that might come in
handy.

I clip it out and I put it in this box.

Lookie here.

Here's the guy I was looking for.

All right.

Now, the man pulled the gun just after
you saw the victim.

And this was the same man who followed
you home.

Oh, yes, I'm sure. I could never forget
that thing. The same sort of thing

happened in the Lady War Scarlet. Terry,
I don't think Mr. McCall could...

Chapter 17, Simon Curley's star witness
sees the reflection of the murder in a

compact mirror.

A moment too late, unfortunately.

Well, let's hope we're not too late.

Are you saying that you'll help?

I will do what I can, yes.

Now, it's important, for the time being,
that you stay as close to home as

possible, Mrs. Rutherford. After all, we
don't want to make it easy for that

man, do we?

But I can help you. I'm very good at
this sort of thing.

Yes, yes, I'm sure you are.
Nevertheless, you'd help me better if

right where you are.

Agreed?

Agreed. Good.

Now, I want to get a colleague of mine
to stay with you for a while. Mr.

Kostmeyer.

A man?

Let me just tell you what Mr. Kostmeyer
is.

I don't care if he's a saint.

No man has stayed under this roof since
Mr. Rutherford died five years ago. And

no man is going to.

Murderer or no. Mrs. Rutherford. No!

In that case, I will ask Mr. Cosmire if
he can suggest somebody else.

A lady.

What can I do for you?

Oh, weird. I was going to ask you the
same thing. I'm Trudy Collins.

Castamire sent me?

No.

Oh, my.

He's a vicious -looking one, isn't he?

Look, Mrs.

Rutherford, I understand, but it's not
getting any earlier. You know what I

mean? Oh, I'm so sorry.

It's just they're all so interesting.

Yeah. Hey, uh, Robert, can I talk to you
for a minute?

This one looks like my nephew, man.

Look.

I like her.

Good. I really do.

But I don't think her porch light's on.

She's seen some murder every time she
turns around.

All right, she's a little eccentric.

A little?

But I am certain that she has seen
someone being killed.

Her description is too vivid.

She talks about the smell of the fear of
the victim.

Now, you and I know about that, Alice.

You don't make that sort of thing up.

That's him.

That's the murderer.

Way to go, Em.

Kenny Pack.

Convicted felon. I think he's out on
parole.

Kelly, can I talk to you?

I'd like to run with Stripper.

What was Kenny Pack's girlfriend's name?

Last one was Taffy Gold.

She works in the dollhouse down in
Tribeca.

Okay, please come on.

So what?

All we've got here is air.

I mean, each one of my guys, Robert,
catches two to three cases a tour. I

afford to take somebody off the charts.

No, no, no. We'll just once, Alice.
Please, come on.

Okay. I'm going to call in some markers,
and we're going to find out what's out

there on the street.

If he's here, we're going to find him.

Thank you, Alice.

This is rather good to want. You did
very well.

Strange isn't it?

All those lives hurtling off into the
blackness.

Where do you suppose they go?

Look, I'll get the old lady, Jero.

Of course you will, Kenny.

We wouldn't want her to identify you.
Someone might connect you to me.

She won't identify me.

I know.

What is... Jero!

Jero! Jero!

It's done.

Only the woman saw the old man's face.

And if she identifies him, every cop in
Manhattan will know what we're after,

won't they?

Right.

We'll take care of it tomorrow, Lou.

Don't tie me cold. I want to see it.

What? You hear that?

Nothing. They knocked themselves out. No
one even bothered.

Give me a break.

Come on.

You got some hands.

What sort of lady do you like? We're
waiting for you, honey.

Yeah, well, so much for our
appreciation, Dave, huh?

So, you said you wanted to see me.

Miss Gold, my name is Robert McCall, and
I'm looking for a friend of yours.

A good friend, huh?

Get him back.

Oh, I thought you said friend.

So what are you, a cop or a PI?

Well, let's just say that I'm a
concerned citizen.

Right,

now you're none.

Hey, I don't care.

The jerk deserves whatever he gets. He
wants it bad.

We were an item, right?

And maybe, I don't know, two weeks ago,
I get home, I'm dying for a massage.

Kenny is the best, right?

But he's gone.

Disappeared. Just like that.

Those are the eight grand that I spent
six months getting shinspins on that

runway for.

You're up there.

Here's what I tell you, baby.

You find Kenny, you tell him that he
better pray. I never do.

You know what? Even better. You find
Kenny.

kill him she's out to kill it

drew three cards.

I'm very lucky.

Thanks for telling me.

No, thank you. No more tea. I'm maxed.
Oh, it's good for the plumbing.

Yeah, my plumbing is about to burst.

Deal another one. I still got a couple
matches left. Not for long.

Yes, I know, dear, yes, I know.

It's, uh, I put a lot of extra magazines
in there for you.

There's a lot of great stuff on fashion.

Anna, don't do this!

Anna!

Oh, man, I got nothing for you.

How come I don't believe that?

I don't know, because you're stupid,
maybe.

What are you doing?

Oh,

what's your problem, McCall?

Kenny Pack.

He likes the dollhouse, doesn't he?
Yeah, so what?

So?

He's not the kind of man to drink alone,
is he?

You are not going to be difficult, are
you, Danny?

Okay. Okay.

Kenny, he met with some guys. Guys with
accents. You know, limeys.

Limeys? Oh, listen.

Listen, McCall. These are heavy dudes.
You don't want to mess with these guys.

I don't know. I can't figure it. I mean,
I think it's something big, but the

only thing that I caught was something
about Rector Street. No, Clinton Street.

It was Clinton Street.

Yeah, yeah.

Look.

Look. That's it.

That's all I know. All right.

Thank you very much indeed.

Very good of you.

Don't mind if I take this with me.

Oh, come on. Come on, McCall!

know this Taffy Gold lives here?

I talked to the manager at the
dollhouse. You'd be surprised what

you when you tell them somebody won a
prize.

Here, here's your cover.

Come on.

Look, do you really think we should be
doing this?

Frank, for heaven's sake.

Pat shacked up with Taffy Gold. We might
find something in that apartment

that'll help us figure out what's going
on.

I know, Amy, but we could get in some
pretty big trouble. What if Pat...

Managing clutterbusters takes me three
days a week. The rest of the time, I

read, I play solitaire, I talk to Mr.
Rutherford's picture.

I'm doing this.

Then we better get to it. Good.

Here, I brought some tools.

What for?

So you can break into the apartment.

She did what?

She locked me in the bathroom and split,
but I found a pad with an imprint on

it. It looks like an address.

Lucky for us, she pressed too hard.

Read it to me.

517 West 28th. You want me to meet you
there?

No, no, no. I want you to call up Mickey
Kottmeyer and tell him you're fired.

Like...

Look, this is the kind of thing we're
looking... Good, put it in your bag and

let's get out of here. I've got to
protect it.

I think we've done very well. Good, now

let's get going.

Right, right.

We're going, Glenn.

Mom!

Frank! Somebody's coming with the gun!

Of course it won't. I've got to fight to
get in.

Push. Push.

I can't. I can't.

I can't.

I can't.

I can't.

I can't. I can't. I can't. I can't. I
can't. I can't. I can't.

Because the last time I checked,
burglary was against the law.

You are just damn lucky this taffy
didn't decide to press charges.

Both of you. If you'd listened to me in
the first place, Sergeant, none of this

would have happened.

Robert?

Yes, yes. All right.

Mr. Zielinski, would you take Mrs.
Rutherford downstairs and wait for me

I'd be happy to. Come on.

This is really unfair, you know. Please,
Herbie.

Did you get the identity of the trigger
man?

Jack. Wash.

It's part of a crew run by a Devon
Jarrell. They're in English outfit,

of some big jobs over in Europe.

Nobody's ever been able to pin anything
on them yet.

Do you think Pack is tied in with them?

I think Pack is dead.

What the hell are they after?

I don't know what they're after, Alice,
but whatever they're after, they want it

very bad.

Look, I've got three men out on sick
leave.

I can put the word out on Gerald, but I
can't do much more until we get some

more to go on.

But you can.

Do you hear what I'm saying, Robert?

I can hardly believe it, but I hear you
loud and clear, Alice.

Oh, and Robert, maybe I should put some
babysitters on Rutherford.

I mean, somebody's got to do the job
right.

Somebody's got to do it right.

Now, Mrs. Rutherford, perhaps you will
be good enough to tell me exactly what

the hell has been going on.

I'm protecting myself by getting to the
bottom of this, Mr. McCall.

You have been playing detective, and
that is a very dangerous thing to do.

It nearly cost your life and the life of
Mr. Dolinsky.

There are people trying to kill me.

And they may very well succeed.

You see, Mrs. Rutherford, I seriously
doubt if the people who are after you

the same book.

Do I make myself clear?

Perfectly. Good.

Because I will be extremely happy if
there are no further deaths due to your

games.

Now, the officers are going to take you
and Mr. Galinsky home.

They are for your protection.

Your security.

You will go nowhere. You will do nothing
unless you tell them first.

Is that clear?

Good. Good night, Mrs. Rutherford.

Mr. Zelinsky?

Do you think I got through to her?

Oh, I sure hope so.

She's really okay, Mr. McCall. She just
gets all tied up in those damn books.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I think she's a
delightful lady.

She's also a very strong -willed lady.

I've been thinking, if only she had
something more than those books to think

about.

Get my meaning, Mr. Swinson?

So breaking and entering carved is still
a company court, is it?

I know what you must think of me, and to
tell you the truth, you may be right,

but I'd like another chance.

I really want to help, Mr. McCall.

All right.

Why don't you find out what Mr. Pack and
Mr. Jarrow find so interesting in

Clinton Street?

Regret this, man, because we are gonna
rock and roll!

Really?

So you see, Inspector, I just sprinkled
some of the solution over the ash.

Within seconds...

The handwriting was as clear as the
expression on Paddington's face when I

showed him the contents of the letter.

I sure hope you're right, Mr. Curlew. I
sure hope you're right.

What is?

There's nothing on Clinton Street but
boarded -up stores and empty lots. But I

had this flash. What if it's a name like
in that old Hitchcock movie? So I ran

it through the company's criminal
database, and bingo! It lit up the

Clinton Street.

It was a big -time fence, mostly gems,
and I got his address.

Am I hot or what?

I must admit, Miss Collins, you are hot.

All right!

Or a beginner.

In the car.

With the excitement and all. Look.

Ben Warren's?

There's going to be a jewel robbery, and
we're going to stop it.

No, Emmy.

No, we're not.

What? It was fun for a while, I'll admit
it, but if Mr. McCall hadn't been at

Taffy's, we'd be dead.

It's time to stop.

Well, you can certainly do whatever you
want.

So can I.

I think you ought to have more... Faith
in your abilities, Frank.

You're playing with your life, Emmy.

And you're playing with mine.

Yours?

Why didn't you get your nose out of your
damn books?

What on earth is the matter with him?

Frank! Frank!

The murderer! I saw that!

The murderer!

He's across the street by the clothing
store.

Wait here.

I'm going to tell the police.

Van Warrant, hurry!

Perhaps both diamond, 132 carats,
approximately value $17 million.

Sit gaudy for my taste.

Mr. Street was a diamond cutter. This is
a diagram of the way that he was going

to cut, or rather recut, the stone.

Well, why was?

Well, if... Miss Rutherford's
description is correct. Mr. Street here

that Pack killed in the park.

All right.

This is the new Warren brochure. I want
you to check what time that diamond is

going to disappear.

Trouble.

What? The show's tomorrow.

That means he's got to be delivered
today.

Interesting. What?

The street had four appointments with
someone called Lou.

So maybe Lou is a part of Charles'
outfit.

Possibly, oh, and Lou could be another
player altogether, one we don't even

about.

Come on.

We've got to find out what time that
diamond is going to be delivered.

Frank. He's sweet on me.

So that's what he meant by that.

Imagine that.

Frank?

Alice? Robert, where the hell have you
been?

Rutherford's gone.

You must be joking.

How? It's been a long day. We'll talk
about it later. You know something?

She may well be on her way to Van
Warren's. What the hell for?

Well, it looks as though Mr. Jarrow is
after the Habsburg diamond, would you

believe?

You better send a couple of units over
there.

It's arriving now, Alice.

In a grey, unmarked messenger van.

We're on our way right now.

Let's go. Drive.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop
it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop
it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop
it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop
it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop
it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it

That's the first place the cops will
look.

No.

Nobody's going to look for me in the
upper east side of the evening.

No. I had our friend bring me here.

She assures me that the owners will not
be back until Tuesday.

Is that right, love?

Yes. Yes.

Okay.

Okay, Lou.

I'll be here.

Are you going to do the same thing you
did at the cab driver?

Really now, Emmy, you're such a
pessimist.

If the cops find her, I just do this.

And we walk away.

They don't want your lovely face turning
into hamburger now, do they?

Really doesn't look good on their
report.

Really could try some.

Very good for you.

Cheese.

Very good for your complexion.

Hello, Devin.

Hello, Lou.

Tripper!

You really are a very stupid woman,
aren't you?

Where is it?

Waiting for you.

Go on, Lou, open it up. It was your
idea.

It's really very lovely, isn't it?

If that pig Clinton hadn't backed out,
it'd be nine diamonds by now.

Well, I think it's time to go, don't
you?

Let me stay, I swear.

I swear I won't tell anyone. I won't
tell the police, I swear to you. I swear

won't call the police. I won't do
anything.

You are going to be very calm.

You're going to leave the house and walk
to the car just as if we were going for

a Sunday drive.

Do you understand?

isn't going to help you.

I'll take my chances.

Oh, my associate won't.

Miss Collins, do remind me, just how
good were you at marksmanship?

Top my class.

I'll kill her.

I'll kill her! Miss Collins, the lady
doesn't seem to believe you.

Miss Baker, lower your gun.

I would say that all forks light the
horn on burning brightness, would you?

I really don't know what you're talking
about.

Thanks, lady.

Come on.

It's all good.

The lady wore scarlet?

Especially the lady wore scarlet.

you. Come in.

Please come in.

I, uh, hope I haven't called that an
inopportune moment.

Oh, no, no. Frank was just helping me
pack up some of my books.

You're not leaving, are you? Oh, no, I
never leave the park.

I just change my taste in literature.

Please, come in. Come in. I'll show you.
Please.

Be no more mystery.

Just got it.

Dark castles, fog -shrouded moors,
screams in the night. What do you think?

I think you're going to have to tell
your neighbors.

Mr. McCall, I do owe you an apology.

You and Frank were right. I was spending
too much of my life with my head buried

in a book. No apology is necessary, I
assure you.

Thank you.

I would like to ask you a question. I
think I understand most of what

I mean, I know why that Mr. Clinton had
to be killed and Taffy was the

mastermind of the whole thing. But what
I can't understand is how you found out

where they were keeping me.

Your bag. My bag?

Look closely at the picture of Taffy
Gold and Mr. Pack.

What does it say?

To... For Kenny, the greatest guy in the
world, loved Lou Anne.

We knew that somebody called Lou was
involved. We didn't know any more about

than that. Then we discovered that Taffy
Gold's real name was Lou Anne Baker.

So she was followed and she led us in
turn to the townhouse. I've got a

for you.

Why on earth did you take that
photograph in the first place?

Oh, well, that's easy.

I instinctively knew that it would come
in handy.

Just like Simon Carlow in Requiem.

No, not true.

I took it.

Frank was looking at it, and I was
jealous.

I've had blindness. I've taken it for
granted. I'm sorry.

Perhaps you're not really, are you?

There's no way to lay.

Yes, well, mission accomplished.

Colin. Great.

So, we did okay together, didn't we?

Yes, we did, uh, we did fine. We did
fine.

Good.

So, what's next? Do we get down, um,
major car theft rate, bust some drug

dealers, go after recipes, buy some
effects?

Personally, I think that you'd be a
great team. We should go into business

together. Okay, go. We should do
dynamite together.

Get some, like, really cool business
cards.

And the Equalizer returns to Plus next
Sunday.

Meanwhile, if you're staying with us,
Sheila Gish stars in a story of deceit

possible fate in Tales of the
Unexpected.