At Lankershin Willett drew up in front of a two-story red-brick building. "Here we are, sonny," he said, and wailed his siren. He got out and round to the other side of the car just as the boy started to back down, and grabbed him a hammer lock feers came running out of shim jail kicked violently in the s grasp.
him with: one hand, Wil-lett pulled an automatic from the boy's bleu "Jonesy," he said, "lock up this} in payroll bandit and killer. TU take his mole to the hospital."
he officer's mouth dropped open his kid Kid, hell"
said Trooper Willett. older than you are. He's a boys military school in don't say mister' They say sir' [They don't how to try and an to death so she them to a cop. And choel is over at were phony. day off to lecture the brats at Melvin on Americanism.
He should have stayed with me and split a reward that they will pay on the stolen money ye in that suitcase.
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