The Killer Is Loose Page #6

Is there something

wrong with it?

Otto?

No.

With you.

Look, you're shaking,

you're so tired.

You're knocked out.

Not every cop is on

that wild goose chase, Leon.

I guarantee you'll be

cut to pieces before you

ever reach your goal.

So what's the percentage?

Leon.

Can't you see what

you're up against?

Don't you know me

from the old days?

Don't you think I

could take you myself

if I had to?

And I'm just one guy.

Without a gun.

You are strong and quick.

Turn your head,

take your eyes off

me for one second,

that's all I'd need.

But you know that, too.

I suppose it would be easy.

Grab me or throw something.

Yeah, that's what I mean.

So, how about it, Leon?

What else could I do?

What else could I do?

And until Poole has been

taken into custody'

which is expected momentarily,

all civilians have

been asked to remain away

from the Credlow Hills area.

Honey, how many

times must I tell you

to sit back,

you'll ruin your eyes.

And what did I tell you about

keeping the sound down?

I don't want

Lila disturbed.

That's okay,

she's leaving

to go downtown.

I was just in there.

Hey, Mom, if this

thing's such a big deal,

how come

they don't show Pop?

Lila.

What do you

think you're doing?

Sam expects you

to wait here

until he's through.

He's through now, Mary.

So am I.

Lila!

I gave him a choice

of leaving or

staying with me.

He left.

What a nice send off.

That should help him a lot.

When has he helped me?

When has he thought of me?

Is he thinking of me now

playing pigeon

for a crazy murderer

when there isn't

any need for it?

Is he?

Yes.

Yes, he is.

Because Sam is

sitting in for you.

I don't know what you mean.

That was

the whole idea.

You weren't supposed

to know!

But I think

you've got it coming.

As far as Poole is concerned,

Sam is just

a consolation prize.

You're the one

he's after.

That's right, you!

Sam's been tying

himself up in knots,

lying up one side

and down the other.

Everyone but

the Northwest Mounties

trying to help!

And do you know why?

So he could hold on

to you!

So he could spare you

even one second's

little extra worry!

As if you were

wrapped in cotton bunting

with special rules

for handling!

As if you were different

from any other cop's wife!

I guess you are different.

I may be on

the right track at that.

That's a rotten business.

It costs a lot and

what does it pay?

If it has to be run,

let somebody else's

husband run it.

Am I right?

Look, dear.

The reason I could

tell you all this

in such a pretty way,

is because I've been

over the same terrain.

Right now,

I think you'd better have

a little something to drink,

it won't hurt you.

It won't hurt me, either.

And in

this particular sector,

not a bush or a ravine

is being overlooked.

It is here that

one of the searchers

believes he

sighted Leon Poole.

And although there have been

similar reports within

the past ten minutes'

none of them has

been disregarded...

Sam, Chris here. Final check.

All lines are set.

We're in business.

Haven't had

a chance to ask you,

have any

trouble parking Lila?

What about Denny's witness?

Haven't been able to

find his report yet.

Hold it, boys.

I've got somebody.

Walking fast.

Tall, lean, it's a teenager.

Check him out.

Check.

He's coming

across on your side.

He's about sixteen.

He's got a dog with him.

What kind of dog?

Sam, this is just a dog.

Turning in,

two doors down from you.

That's a Flannigan kid.

Got a report on that

Holly Road address.

Guy's name is Otto Flanders.

Used to know

Poole from the army.

We figured that

Poole could be there.

A dozen of the boys should be

covering it by now.

Just sit tight.

Maybe we can turn

this neighborhood of yours

back to the kids and the dogs.

Okay.

Okay.

Sam, got a report on

the Flanders' house.

Yeah?

We get A for effort,

that's all.

He'd been there'

killed Flanders.

Did you learn anything else?

No, not from Flanders' wife.

She's in a state of shock.

Pretty bad off.

Well.

I guess we can

expect Poole anytime now.

Taxi!

Thank you.

Sam. We've lost Lila.

What do you mean

you've lost her?

She's not at my house'

she walked out.

Mary meant well,

but she told Lila what

the score was and she left.

Got any idea where

she might have gone?

Anywhere,

a hotel, I don't know.

I think she's headed here.

Chris, she can't come here!

She's your wife' isn't she?

I've called for

a couple of squad cars.

For what?

To stake him out here.

Poole comes along,

he sees them, it tips 'em off.

He ducks out'

it gives Lila a clear path.

And we lose Poole.

Well, it's a gamble,

I just wanted you

to know what I'd do.

But you're the boss,

Sam, you call it.

How would she

get here' in a cab?

Yeah, I guess so,

if she's coming here.

Chris, now get this straight,

keep everything clear,

no squad cars.

Okay' Sam, you're the boss.

Boys!

Keep me posted,

what's going on?

Got one now, one headlight.

Eastbound.

Here's another westbound,

woman driving.

Lady, look out!

Lady in the light gray job

recovering from near miss.

Heading up your street.

Chris?

Yeah?

Did Poole take

the Flanders' car?

That's their guess,

they're checking with

the neighbors out there

for a description,

they'll get back

to me right way.

Somebody's coming.

Man heading

west on North Vale.

Woman, tall,

plaid raincoat.

Sam's side of the street.

Check her out.

Black sedan moving into

your street, two people.

What happened to your gal

in the plaid raincoat,

what happened to her?

I don't have her.

Neither do I.

It could be Mrs. Ramsay,

she lives three doors down.

Here's your

black sedan passing.

A gal walking in,

she's in a hurry.

Trench coat, red hair...

Red hair, is it Lila?

Could be.

What's the matter,

can't you tell?

I think so, Sam,

but I can't be sure.

How tall is she?

5'6", 5'7"?

It must be Lila!

She wouldn't walk into this,

what about the cab?

Who knows?

If it is,

she's gotta pass here, Sam,

and we'll cover her.

Now, don't worry.

Sam, we got her now.

I think you're right.

Hey, that dame we lost

in the plaid raincoat?

She's right behind her!

Right behind her,

where's she been?

Listen, are you sure

it's a woman?

What?

Is it a man or a woman?

Come in, somebody'

where are you?

Yeah, yeah, it could be

a man. Well, it could

be a woman, too.

It's just the walk,

it seems wrong.

If it is Poole,

what's he waiting for?

He's not sure it's Lila.

Could be right.

I tell you, Sam,

he's not sure it's Lila.

He's waiting for her

to turn into your place,

so he'll be sure.

We'd better move in!

Hold it, hold it.

If you move in,

he'll start

shooting at Lila first.

We can drop him

in his tracks, Sam,

what about it?

That's no good,

suppose it is a woman.

It's too late

now anyways, Sam.

They're out of sight.

We've picked him up now.

Does Lila know?

Can you tell if Lila knows?

Hold it.

Sam, it is Poole

and Lila knows it.

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