The Gray Man Page #5

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cigarettes which you

everywhere seem to follow.

Jeez, I should be worse

off than I thought.

So, what happened?

The doctor calls it

a nervous breakdown.

He do not know how long

I must continue.

Sounds serious. - It sounds like

something that my mother could have.

You have enormous pressure

put on yourself, Will.

It will not let me go, something that

me once said. - What then?

I can not complete.

Is it over?

Will ...

Will every day you proof

how wrong I had your baby.

Here, I thought that you

might enjoy.

After all these years,

there she is.

It seems that you not forward the

some that are not forgot.

Would you my files to

you can get?

The doctor wrote you still

full rest for?

That does not say that I

not from my bed to work?

You know, I met yet

never a dikkop.

I mean it.

- Me too!

Who would have thought that one annoying

desk job you would arrive.

Create you here

outside touch, eh!

Edward!

'Dear Mrs. Budd. "

- What is it, Edward?

'On Sunday, June 3, 1928 we ate together. "

- What is wrong with you?

"Grace sat on my lap

and kissed me. "

"I had decided to

her to eat. "

We are not so much

letters as before, right?

"I took her to an old house in

West Chester that I had chosen. "

"When we arrived early

her to wait outside. "

"I went upstairs and

me completely naked. "

I gotta go.

- Where are you going?

What is it, sister?

Edward?

- Day Detective King.

Sorry to bother you, but the people

missing persons wanted me to help

and your boss said you were here

and that you would like to help me.

Did he?

Well, Edward, I dare

almost sure to ask.

We received today a letter

not with the post but the door.

It is not like the other

letters we received.

I could not read on Mon,

's ...

Anyway, you should read.

I brought it along to

know what you think.

"First I did all

her clothes off. "

'Ha, what kicked, bitten and scratched them.

I wurgde her until she was dead,

and cut her into small pieces

to portions of meat to hit. "

Saturday's letter in this envelope?

- Yes. Do you think he is?

And this return address,

here was so gebarreerd

in ink when you received it?

Yes, just like that.

- Well done, Edward.

So your mother know

not from here?

OK, good.

- What do we do now?

Ga home,

I know you to find.

Detective King,

it can not that he did what

He described the letter, right?

Do you really heard

he me that day to take.

Edward,

listen to me.

You were right to

to bring me this letter.

You've found Howard,

and now I catch him.

"How sweet and tender

her little ass. "

"I scheduled it in the oven."

"I took nine days to

its all to eat. "

"I had no sex with her

notwithstanding I had

have done had I wanted. "

"She died a virgin."

The panic detailed look into the eyes of the

concierge assured me that I sound Saturday

Detective King,

missing persons.

Oscar Downey.

- You are the head of the company?

Indeed.

What is this about?

I am interested in this change.

Is it for you?

We used this last year,

we use the logo anymore.

Who has usually

access?

Everyone who works here.

The janitor?

- Yes, easy to tilt store.

Can your secretary I

magazine show?

Why not? Hey baby!

- Yes?

Can you call Lee?

- Do not trouble yourself,

I speak to him later. Meanwhile

I would like to review the manuscript

everyone with access

to these covers.

Can you tell me the job application letters

Show all of your employees?

Are you serious, that his

more than four hundred.

Bring me but you

fifty or so at a time.

Lee?

Lee Sicowski?

- Yes ...

Detective King of

missing persons.

Is this your familiar?

- No ...

Only my poker sizes

bluff like you.

Another chance

otherwise you will go to the office

for a sample of your handwriting.

A sample of my handwriting? But

I have done nothing, I swear.

- Well,

come with me. - OK, OK, but tell

Please not Mr Downey.

I need this job. I took

Indeed some, somewhere last year,

but that was only to my

mother to write, in Albany.

But I take some time no

more, not since I am moved.

What is your last address?

- Eh, 200E on the 52nd.

I will give you a favor

and to find,

but you come here

whole day outside.

You understand me, not Lee? As

you are not here when I get back,

I detect you.

Lee apparently had a

reason to be nervous:

He stole many years

of his employer.

I am here ...

Wait.

Let me see.

Albert H. Fish. Who is that?

- Someone who stayed.

Lives he still?

- No, he left suddenly.

Did he know his new address?

- No.

But his son works at the

Civilian Conservation Corps,

he sends his salary. Mr Fish

said that he would next meet.

Maimed body Gafney boy

found in vuilniscontainer.

Dear God.

I knew he would return

So I waited.

Almost a month

I waited him.

Voila. I do not know if anything

unlike ham prefer,

but that is what I meeheb.

Jesus, Maher, what are you doing here?

- I'll reimburse you.

I do not have to be repaid.

- Orders of the chief.

We do not want you back

in the hospital side.

Get some salt in

the wound straw?

I mean it, King. Three months

without you it was long enough.

We need you

at the office.

And?

It's been three or four weeks.

Do you really think that

Fish-man show yet?

Yes.

- You know really not up, right?

Indeed ...

OK, well then.

If I can not repay you,

I can at least

or companion.

Come on,

let us play.

Full House.

- Me and my great been caught ...

Mr Fish! Good day, Mr Fish.

- Is there mail for me?

Oh yes, quite, quite a bit.

Mr Fish, you can wait

when I get it for you?

It will only take a moment ...

- Maher, you are apparently

my rabbits paw.

Albert H. Fish?

- What do you want?

I'm Detective William King,

cell missing persons. This is

Detective Maher.

We have some questions for you

What would you like more of me?

Is it about those ridiculous letters?

Yes, partly. Come join us

and we can talk.

I do not

I stay here.

We go to the Office of the cell

missing persons. Come on.

In Manhattan was Detective

King and his most beautiful Christmas

New gift ever.

The long-sought alleged killer

of small Grace Budd, Albert Fish,

is transferred from

Tomb Dale to White Planes,

where he will stand trial for murder.

Instructions in one of

his former residents,

suggesting that the evil one Fish

mature woman and her son killed,

just before the Budd case. The 6.5-year

has a long search

horrific climax returned,

and a still grieving mother.

Way?

- Yes, that's good.

Well.

Do we have another one?

The prison doctor found 29 needles,

ingrown in the cross of Fish.

- Remarkable ...

According to Fish healed inserting

needles in his cross he said:

"his illness.

Do you believe him? What he said he did

with the girl after he's ombracht?

All the rest of his confession

in his letter to Mrs. Budd's right.

He drank her blood and ate it

its meat? Only God knows.

Now I know him a little

would not really surprise me.

I suppose you 're right.

What mind could invent something?

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