the blonde in the red dress came out of the hotel room before collins knew what was happening.
she shot him three times.
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you see what happened? molloy asked the guy from room 305.
i heard shots. then i came out and i saw this blonde in a red dress coning down the stairs.
did you see a gun in her hand?
no, but she was sticking something in her purse.
but you couldn’t tell if it was a gun.
um - no.
you didn’t try to stop her?
no, i didn’t want her to shoot me.
think you would recognize her if you saw her again?
maybe, if she wearing the same red dress.
that’s very helpful. was she wearing a feather in her hair?
not that i noticed.
how about a hat? was she wearing a hat?
on the back of her head, maybe. one of those little ones, you know.
tucker came up the stairs, and asked molloy what was going on and molloy told him.
tucker looked down at the body. do we know this gentleman? he asked. he looks familiar.
collins. curtis collins. a private eye, but not a very good one.
not any more, that’s for sure.
who is going to clean this mess up, the guy from room 305 asked.
not you, molloy told him. the county will take care of it.
can i go? the guy asked.
for now, but stick around. what room did you say you were in?
305.
and your name?
ralph daniels.
all right, raph daniels from room 305, we know where to find you.
i won’t go anywhere.
you had better not, molloy said.
tucker looked down over the railing. doc phillips was coming up the stairs.
did this guy have a partner? tucker asked molloy.
wilson. william wilson.
maybe he knows something.
more likely than not.
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