The Street with No Name Page #3

- Already had his gun drawn.

Re-holster and start walking.

- Why didn't you shoot?

- He's using an innocent person as a shield.

Re-holster. Resume walking.

Cordell's fine.

He's a good choice, Hank.

- Send him over to my office first thing in the morning.

- Certainly, Mr. Briggs.

- Send him over to my office first thing in the morning.

- Certainly, Mr. Briggs.

- Now then, the bank robbery

and both the murders...

Mr. Gordon.

- Hello, Cy.

- Mr. Briggs.

- I don't think you know Gene Cordell.

- No, I don't believe I do.

- How are you, Gene?

- It's good to see you again.

Do I know him?

I brought him into the Bureau.

Taught him to shoot at the right target.

Kept him from being a wealthy lawyer.

I was just telling Gene.

Cy already knows the case.

The same gang

that pulled the bank robbery...

also pulled the Meadowbrook job.

That's when they framed Danker.

Now, we know that Danker's hangout

was right in this section, skid row.

Here, we have it over here.

Here's Dock Street.

Here's where he lived, at the Royal.

These are the various poolrooms and dives

that he was known to hang out in.

There's the Dock Street Gym.

We know gangsterism is returning.

Since the war,

at least a half a dozen gangs...

have sprung up

in that area alone.

The juvenile delinquents of yesterday...

all of them more clever,

more ruthless than the old-time mobs.

And as I say, we're convinced

that one of those new gangs...

is responsible

for the murders of Malloy...

the Jannings girl and Danker.

Solve any one of those three murders,

we'll have the gang we're after.

Gene, you're going

to follow in Danker's steps.

Cy, as I explained,

you're to surveil him every minute.

Gene's only communication, unless

otherwise directed, is going to be through you.

- I understand.

- Cy will be living right across the street...

at the Gilbert.

This Danker was a tough kid that knew

his way around. You're to be his carbon copy.

- Right, sir.

- Now, this is our plan.

Suppose you were to drift

into Center City.

In the days that followed,

Special Agent Eugene Cordell...

using the cover name

of George Manly...

made himselfknown

throughout the skid row area.

That's great!

You listen to me. Fanning a few spar boys

don't mean you're ready for Kluney.

Why, you stick your head

in a meat grinder.

What do you think I did?

I busted her jaw in three places.

- No doll can take me to the cleaners.

- Not much.

- Hiya, boys.

- Hi, George.

Are you kidding?

Hi. Twenty-five cents admission,

everybody.

- Hello, George.

- Hello, George.

How are you?

Hiya, Bob. How's everything?

Give me 50 on that, will you, Matty?

In ring number two...

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