I Love Trouble Page #3

I'm innocent. He said the liquor

they found in his locker was e plant.

Insisted on a polygraph.

Passed with flyin' colors.

Macy's meets Gimbel's.

Love this!

Oh, sorry, kids. Just, uh, shake hands,

say sex, I'm outta your hair.

- Sex.

- Sex.

So, um, what does it all mean?

Does it mean the crash

wasn't caused by human error?

It means this poor schnook Boggs

could actually be innocent.

Well, what are you saying?

You think we're about to lynch a guy

for something he never did?

Worse! We could be

on the wrong story.

- Then you better get on the right story.

- Uh-oh.

- Sabrina?

- I gotta go.

I'll call you when I get something.

- You see anything suspicious in there?

- I didn't see a thing suspicious.

- Not a thing?

- No, it was a normal run.

Well, really think about the day. I mean,

was there an unusual amount of people?

I don't know.

So, nobody could have serviced

the train after Ray Boggs?

No, not that afternoon.

I open up every day

at 7:
00.

Did you see anyone that day that

struck you as suspicious or unusual?

Did you overhear

any conversation?

So, tell me, what's she got?

Aw, she's got the same thing

as you, boss. A big nothing.

Ahh!

Hi, okay, I've got

good news and bad news.

The good news is one of the passengers

remembered seeing the groom's dad...

taking a video of the bride

and groom boarding the train.

So I called him, and I can pick

up the tape anytime after 6:00.

Great!

What's the bad news?

Sabrina Peterson has an appointment

to see the groom right after lunch.

He'll probably tell her about the video,

and knowing her,

she could get to it before we do.

She trained you well.

Hey, Lonnie, How ya doin'?

Peterson!

What are you doin' here?

A girl's gotta eat.

What are you doin' here?

Oh, I was in the neighborhood.

I was hungry.

- This is a famous newspaper haunt.

- So I've heard.

Yeah, Ben Hecht used

to eat here back in the '20s.

They have a little plaque with his name on

it in the back booth right next to mine.

- What'll you have, Pete?

- I'll have a, uh- What's that you're eating?

That looks great.

Club sandwich on whole wheat.

No bacon, no mayo.

I'll have the same on white,

extra bacon, extra mayo.

- Mm-hmm.

- And a Coke.

You got a lot of notes there,

Peterson. You on to something?

You wanna know what I have?

It's gonna cost you 35 cents.

- Do you have change? I gotta make a call.

- Oh, sure.

- Tricky!

- Mm-hmm.

Save my seat.

Nothing personal.

- Long line.

- Mmm.

So long, Brackett.

See ya in the funny papers.

Bon voyage.

Poplar Grove.

Poplar Grove.

Where is it?

Oy, it's far.

He sent me on

a wild-goose chase.

- Lindy, I will not be late.

- You don't understand.

No, I do!

I want the book to sell.

I promise I'll be the first to arrive, the last to leave.

I'll see you in ten minutes.

- In five.

- Fine, five.

- isn't she beautiful, huh?

- Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.

Thank you so much.

Nice camera work, Dad.

Bye, Mom.

So long, sweetie.

Don't call us.

- Good-bye.

- Bye-bye!

- Yep.

- ls this Miss Peterson from the Globe?

Uh, yes, it is.

What can I do for you?

My name 's Danny Brown, and me and my

friends, we lifted some stuff at the crash.

- The train crash?

- Yeah. I found something in this briefcase.

I don't know exactly what it is,

but I think it looks important.

And my friend says that you guys

pay for information like this.

Where can I meet you?

Nice camera work.

Nice camera work.

Nice camera work, Dad.

Nice camera work, Dad.

- Nice camera work, Dad. Bye, Mom.

- So long, sweetie.

5:
40.

So nobody could have serviced

the train after Ray Boggs?

No, not that afternoon.

The guy who comes in after Boggs

was put on a brake job on Track 9.

I didn't have anybody workin' on that track

'til 7:
00, 7:15. That I can promise you.

Hello?

Danny?

Danny, are you here?

Danny, are you here?

We must engage and rearrange

And turn this planet back to one

So tell me why we got to die

And kill each other one by one

We've got to hug and rub-a-dub

We've got to dance and be in love

But what I really want to know is

Oh, jeez.

How'd she do that?

Mrs. Beekman? Peter Brackett from the

Chronicle. Thanks for getting back to me.

Uh, Mr. Brackett,

this turns out to be a bad time.

Well, look, I have just

e few quick questions.

If you could tell me why

your husband was on the train...

Look, my children are home.

I can't talk right now.

Um, look, I have to work tonight. Can

you meet me at my office around 9:00?

Sure, sure.

Around 9:
O()'?

Mm-hmm. Um,

it's at 6395 Walton.

- 6395 Walton.

- Yeah. Suite 1264.

- Sixty-five?

- No, 64.

- Sixty-four.

- it's safe there.

Uh, are you all right?

Okay, so you've been to the

relatives of all the victims.

I've been to everybody

but the science teacher's wife.

So far, no one had anything in

a briefcase worth getting killed over.

Actually, so far,

no one even had a briefcase.

- That's healthy.

- Mmm, thanks.

The only good news is I finally have

a lead that Brackett doesn't have.

Oh, man. I am haunted

by the image of that kid.

Sabrina, there's a Delores Beekman on your line.

Says she'll see you in an hour.

Great! Don't lose her.

The science teacher's wife.

Oh, be careful.

There's a quarter in your sandwich.

Hmm.

Goin' up?

- Mm-hmm.

- All right.

- What does this mean?

- it's probably just the wind.

- Oh! Excuse me.

- Sorry.

- I was looking for the phone.

- it's not under my blouse.

- I just realized that.

- Mm-hmm.

I suggest we get out of here

as fast as we can.

- Why?

- Women's intuition.

Peterson, tell me if you think

we're in some kind of trouble here.

Brackett, I think we're in

some kind of trouble here.

What kind of trouble

are we in here, Peterson?

Oh, man!

I can't get it open.

Oh!

- Think that's about it, trouble-wise?

- I guess not.

You know, Peterson, if I knew what

you knew, and you knew what I knew...

we just might be able

to live through this story.

Mrs. Beekman?

Mrs. Beekman?

Looks like the Widow Beekman

left in a hurry.

What's that?

Wait a minute.

Okay.

- I'll go check out the other room.

- Okay.

Can you meet me at my office around

9:
00'? it's safe there. it's safe there.

It's safe there.

it's safe there.

- You find anything?

- Not a thing. You?

Nothing.

Listen, um...

I know I shouldn't be

telling you this, but, uh...

I think I'm just gonna

bail out of this story.

Really?

That doesn't sound like you.

Well, neither does leaping off

elevators and dodging bullets.

Oh.

Look, I, I love my work, and this

is definitely a very sexy story, but...

I guess I'm just not out out for

this lethal weapon stuff, you know?

Thanks.

I love out-scooping you,

I have to admit, but...

I've got my whole life

in front of me, and...

to tell you the truth, this

whole thing just got too much.

It's too dangerous.

I'm, I'm scared.

You know, Peterson, I'm supposed

to be on my book tour right now.

Getting my head blown off wasn't

exactly on my agenda, either.

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