Compulsion Page #3

- Great. We'll meet there at, uh, 9:00.

- We'll make it a big celebration.

- Yeah. - Sharp.

- What are we celebrating?

- Oh, uh

A little business deal

we got cookin', huh, Juddsie?

- We'd better get going, Artie.

- Okay! What are you hanging around for?

Bank job. Nothin' to it.

Open it up with a hairpin.

- See ya later.

- That's like talkin' to a Roman candle.

- I know.

- Look, how come you told 'em you'd go?

You know, those boys

are millionaire's sons.

I haven't got that kind

of money to throw around.

It was Artie's idea.

Let him pay.

How many times do I have to

say it? When I go someplace

- "I like to pay my own way".

- "I like to pay my own way". I know.

Hey, I'll starve for a week.

Don't worry. Mother'll feed you again.

- Hey, Brooks.

- Yes, sir?

I like it. It's

good human interest.

Have they really got

that mouse in a physics lab?

I wouldn't have written it

if they didn't, sir.

- It might be good for a picture

on the feature page.

- I'll get the mouse! Give me a photographer

- Oh, relax.

I'll get one out of the files.

I got something else for you to do.

There's been a report on a drowned kid

that was pulled out of a culvert...

out in Hegewisch Park, uh

Now, here's the dope. And check

with Tom Daly before you run off.

He's working on a kidnapping.

There may be a tie-in.

Yes, sir.

Ten thousand.

Two thousand in 20's,

and 8,000 in 50's, right.

That's all old bills, and all typewritten,

Mr. Kessler?

Ah, Mr. Kessler, of course I won't. The story

is safe with me until you give me the word.

Daly, sir.

Tom Daly of the Globe.

- Thank you very much, sir.

- Kidnapping?

Yeah, the guy's afraid we'll run the story

and scare the kidnapper off.

Big millionaire

out in Hyde Park.

Ryan wants me to look at a drowned body.

Think there's any connection?

I doubt it. Kid

probably just wandered off.

Still, with all that dough

Don't waste any time

getting out there.

Here's what I've got on the description,

and call me back, huh?

Right.

They brung him in

about 8:
00 this morning.

Drowned, they said.

Hmm!

Wait'll the coroner

sees that report.

- Why do you say that?

- This kid wasn't drowned.

All them cops wanted to do

was dump him on us.

Show ya somethin'.

Oh. Kid's glasses.

Now, you see this here?

Them lumps under the hair?

This kid was slugged.

See how stiff this is?

Dried blood.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

- Glasses.

- Oh.

Now, in my opinion, this boy was hit

on the head with a blunt instrument.

- Two, three times. That was the cause of death.

- Jennings?

- What?

- Meat wagon's here.

- Okay. Comin'.

- Look, have you got a phone I could use?

Right there. Leave

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