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It was Sunday, August 14th.
It was cool in Los Angeles.
We were working a special detail out of Narcotics Division.
My partner's Ed Jacobs.
The boss is Captain Kearney.
My name's Friday.
It was 1.23 a.m. when I got to 5th and Ceres, southwest corner.
Hi, Joe.
Ed, Captain, you been waiting long?
Just got here.
All right, Jacobs.
Okay.
Where'd you finally book in the two of them?
77th Division, substation watch.
Parrish here is willing to cooperate, told us everything he knows about the gang.
Well, I'm glad you feel that way, Stan.
You won't regret it.
Yeah.
What's the matter?
I hope it helps.
If Red and the other guys find out about it, it's gonna be rough.
They're not gonna find out from us.
We're heading out for East Hollywood, Joe, apartment house out there.
Parrish says that's where Red makes his pickups.
Whereabouts is that, Stan?
I don't know the address.
I know the neighborhood, though.
I'll recognize the place when I see it.
How you feel now, Stan?
Any better?
No, lousy.
Sure could use a fix about now.
Sorry, Parrish, can't help you there.
How you gonna handle this thing, Captain?
I mean, picking up Stan and Max Higbee.
You figure we can keep it quiet?
Newspapers are gonna cooperate.
They're not gonna print a word about it.
I'm gonna handle the court work.
Stan and Max are gonna waive their preliminary.
They ought to give us five to six weeks of quiet if we need it.
If we can't reach the rest of the gang by then, we'll never reach them.
Never feel lousy, sick.
Never tried to kick the habit before.
How long does it take?
Well, it all depends.
How bad are you hooked?
Oh, not bad.
I'm just chippy with it, not more than a cap a day.
Where are we going now, Stan?
Keep going straight?
Yeah, straight ahead.
Turnout's not for a while yet.
Well, how do you figure it from here on in, Captain?
What do I do about Red?
Well, you're gonna have to con your way through.
I had the crime lab fix up a dummy package for you on the seat there.
Uh-huh.
It's the same wrappings as the one the real stuff came in, the package Stan gave you in
the restaurant.
You take it back to Red and scream your head off.
Yeah?
You tell him you got the package from Stan and Max and you paid him the 6 Gs for it.
You opened it up and finally pulled a powdered sugar, breed them off, put it on B. You got
a gun?
No, I haven't.
I checked it in my locker when I started on this thing.
All right, take mine.
Okay.
Make it heavy.
Pretend you're gonna gun him.
What if it doesn't work, Skipper?
That's taken care of, too.
There'll be a couple of men down in the street, Joe.
If you got your back in the way, you'll be able to get them to the police.
There'll be a couple of men down in the street, Joe.
If you got your back to a wall, break the window.
They'll come running.
Okay, I'll give it a try.
You think Red's still at his hotel, Stan?
Sure.
He's probably waiting for me and Max.
Anybody with him, you think?
No, I don't think so.
All right.
Ed, I wonder if you'd call my mother the first chance you get.
She might be a little worried.
Don't have to.
She called the office before we left.
Oh.
I think I convinced her everything was all right.
Oh, thanks a lot.
Captain?
That's it.
We'll let you out at the next corner.
Head back for the hotel.
All right.
Good luck, Joe.
Right, Ed, thanks.
How about it, Parrish?
Anything else you can give us that might help him?
I don't know.
It's gonna take a lot of front.
Only one way you can get that.
Yeah.
You better get yourself a good fix.
I left Captain Kearney, Ed Jacobs, and the narcotics suspect, Stan Parrish, on the corner
of Western and Wilshire and made my way to Red's hotel on West 54th Street.
I went up to the second floor and found his door open.
I walked in.
Red was sitting in an overstuffed chair next to the radio listening to the police calls
coming in.
What's the matter now, Lindsay?
Why the gun?
Don't try any of your conning this time, you two-bit thief.
What's the matter with you?
Put the gun down.
No, not before I get what's coming to me, you and your lousy punks.
What are you talking about?
Where's Stan and Max?
Dead, I hope.
That leaves only you to deal with.
I should have known better the first time when you had me tamped.
I should have gotten out right then.
What's in your craw, Guy?
Come on, let's have a little...
You know what?
Now look for yourself.
You didn't think you could beat me for this, did you?
I don't know what you're talking about.
There's more in this than me.
If you don't square up this thing with us, there's ways of taking care of you.
I'm on the lam anyway.
Now one more beef isn't gonna make that much difference.
Put that gun down, will you?
Now let's talk it out.
It doesn't make sense.
If you've been beat, then so have I.
Don't try to sell me that line.
Get both of them out.
I know they're here.
Now come on, get them out here.
Watch that gun, will you?
I don't know what you're getting at, Lindsay.
They're not here.
Didn't you see them, Max and Stan?
Sure I saw them.
That's why I'm here.
I gave Stan and Max 20 ounces to take to you.
I told Stan to make the meat with you inside the restaurant.
Max is supposed to be the lookout.
Oh yeah, sure.
So help me.
I don't get it.
Two of them never tried anything like this before.
And once you tipped off at all, maybe the way they acted.
Something they said.
No, nothing.
That moot Stan was a little unhappy.
He said he wanted a fix and you wouldn't give it to him.
That's right, I wouldn't.
Well then you should have known better.
There's no time to get stingy with him when he's gonna make a deal for you.
You know what happened the last time he took a fix before a job?
I sent him out to that park to watch you.
He ends up by tamping you.
I'm leveling with you, Lindsay.
I think we've both been taken.
I still don't get it though.
I can't understand why they'd run out on me.
Now look, I haven't got the time to draw you pictures, mister.
All I know is my dough's gone and you haven't delivered the stuff.
Now you get with it.
Now wait a minute.
How do I know for sure?
What?
How do I know you didn't get the real merchandise?
Then you took care of Max and Stan.
How do I know you didn't build a frame?
Oh sure, that's why I'm back here.
I got 20 ounces free and I want another 20.
I met those moochers of yours and took care of them all by myself.
Now that makes a lot of sense, doesn't it?
Now get off it, Red.
You're not gonna poor mouth me out of this.
I paid my 6 Gs and I want the merchandise.
Full 20 ounces and I want it right now.
You're crazy.
I can't do that.
You have to give me time.
We don't keep this stuff here.
It isn't mine in the first place.
What are you handing me?
It isn't.
I'm just a middle man, that's all.
You'll have to give me time.
Maybe we can work out something for you.
You bet you're gonna work out something for me.
You got my 6 Gs.
Why'd you try and big shot me in the first place?
Now calm down.
Why?
Trying to make me believe you were the big man.
You ought to get wise to yourself, Red.
You couldn't buy it at 2 Gs an ounce.
He wouldn't sell it to you.
I handle all his stuff.
I'm the only one he works through.
What makes you so special?
You can't even handle a 20 ounce deal and keep it straight?
Stay cool, will you?
Give me 24 hours.
What am I supposed to be doing in the meantime?
Same thing I'll be doing, worrying about getting that stuff back.
Why try and cover it up?
Your mooch has ran out on you.
Maybe.
I want to make sure I'll get the word out.
I'll find out what happened.
Before I left Red, we set up a meet for the following night in his hotel room.
It was 7 P.M.
Then I left, went downtown to an all night drug store and put in calls to Captain Kearney
and my partner, Ed Jacobs.
I briefed him on what had happened with Red and the captain set it up for the three of
us to meet early that morning and plan the next move.
The meeting point was down off Gallardo Street alongside the Santa Fe train yards.
Joe, over here.
Hi, Ed.
Captain.
Hi.
You're a little late.
Anything happen?
No, I did some doubling back.
Wanted to make sure I wasn't followed.
Things worked out with Red, huh?
No trouble?
Well, not so far, no.
I think he went for my story.
He said he's going to do some checking around, though, to try to find out what happened to
Stan and Max.
Yeah, I halfway figured that.
That story you told him, I thought if Red bought that, you'd be in.
He didn't buy it that far.
I guess it made an impression waving a gun at him, but he still has some doubts.
What else can you do to get yourself in solid?
You tried about it, everything, Joe.
I've been kicking around an idea.
It might work for you.
I don't know.
Put on a phony shakedown for him.
Might give you a chance to show him how tough you're supposed to be.
What do you think?
Well, maybe.
It ought to help out if we stage it right.
When's your next meet with Red?
Seven o'clock tonight, his hotel.
Room 231, that it?
Yeah, that's right.
How do you want to work it?
Oh, I'll get a couple of men from Metro division, have them in uniform.
We better have them work in a radio car.
We're going to have to have a good reason for them breaking in on you.
How about a 415, Skipper?
Joe could go up to the room, pick an argument with Red and make noise.
A lot of loud talking.
Yeah, that sounds okay.
All right.
Both of the men in the radio car will be thoroughly briefed.
You'll know what to do Friday.
You're out to sell yourself.
Act as tough as you think you have to.
All right, I'll give it a try.
Play it up to the hilt.
You give Red the least idea the shakedown's a phony and we're washed up.
Yeah.
Phone me at the office as soon as you can, the inside line.
We'll be waiting for the call.
Right.
And just one more thing.
Yeah?
How about that apartment house Stan was going to show you last night, the place where Red's
supposed to pick up the junk?
He pointed the place out all right.
It's going to take some checking.
What do you mean?
Stan said he drove Red to this apartment house about a dozen times.
He always had to stay in the car though, Red went in alone.
Didn't know which apartment Red went to.
Can't we check him out, Captain?
Got some men on it now.
It's going to take a little time.
Big layout.
All right.
47 apartments.
I left Ed and Captain Kearney and caught a streetcar back to my hotel.
I had some scrambled eggs, toast and coffee in the grill next door and then I went up
to my room and got a couple hours sleep.
Late that afternoon I took in the show at a newsreel theater, had a bite to eat and
then headed out for Red's hotel on West 54th Street.
I got there a few minutes before seven.
Red was waiting.
Apparently he'd failed to dig up any information on what had happened to his two operators,
Stan and Max.
I accused him again of trying to swindle me out of $6,000.
I demanded the 20 ounces of heroin.
Red had nothing to offer but apologies.
All right, all right.
Relax, will you?
Take it easy.
I'll work out something.
Take it easy, nothing.
You do enough of that for the both of us.
You sit there and listen to that radio.
Why don't you get out and hustle up those two mooches of yours and get my dough back.
All right, all right.
You don't have to scream.
I said I'd work something out.
All right, then start working.
Get it.
The dough or the white stuff.
I got to have it by the end of the week.
What do you want to do?
Have it all over the hotel?
Keep it down, will you?
Why?
You take me for 6G's and I'm supposed to play it nice?
Now come off it, mister.
I didn't take you for 6G's.
Don't worry about me.
I'll take care of my end.
Real big operator, huh, Red?
You had all the H. You handled everything.
A real big shot, aren't you?
All right, forget it.
Red, the big wheel.
He handles all kinds of deals.
50 cents to $5.
After that, they get too big for him.
I said forget it, Lindsay.
When this one gets around, they're going to laugh you right out of the business.
You can go back to selling razor blades and knock that radio off.
I'm sick of hearing that.
You got to quiet down.
You think you're ready to handle it, do you?
I told you I'd try and work out something for you.
Now playing tough's going to get you nothing.
You ought to know that.
What's that?
What's it sound like?
Yeah, who is it?
Police officers, open up.
What is this?
What do you got me into?
Shut up, will you?
Take it easy.
I can't tag us for anything.
All right, open up.
Well, I'm getting out of here.
I'm not going through any shakedowns.
You're out of your mind.
Hold it.
All right, I didn't mean to keep you waiting.
Come on in, officers.
I'm going to get you out of here.
What's all the noise about up here?
Nothing.
We're just having a friendly argument, that's all.
Can I see your identification?
Sure.
You, stay put.
Yeah.
Harry, you better shake him down.
Yeah, right.
All right, back against the wall.
Okay.
Come on, hands behind your head.
Keep them there.
You bad, you lousy fuzz.
Come on, grab the other one.
All right, good.
Both of them.
You crazy fool.
Now what do we do?
You don't have to worry about the other one.
He's out cold.
Take the gun off this one here.
I'll get his handcuffs.
All right.
Why'd you have to do it?
Why'd you have to start something?
I told you, I can't afford a shakedown.
You ought to know that.
Better give it up both of you.
You're not going to get away with it.
You won't go far.
Come on, Red, help me drag him over here.
What are you going to do?
A bed post here.
All right, get his wrists around.
That's it.
I thought I'd hold him.
Lindsay, you're out of your mind.
What do we do with him now?
I'll worry about that.
How's his partner?
Nothing doing.
He's still out.
All right, now, cop, let's have it.
What's the idea of the shakedown?
Well, we pick you up again, you'll get the idea.
Now, come on, let's have it.
Why don't you lay off?
It's not going to get us out of this.
For a big dealer, you got a lot of chicken in you.
Now, look, cop, give.
Why the shakedown?
You're wasting your time.
Maybe I can get you out of here.
You're going to get your hands dirty.
Now, come on, cop, talk.
Who gave you the tip-off?
Put the gun away, will you?
It's only going to get us in deeper.
I want some answers.
These fuzz didn't come along by accident.
There had to be a tip-off.
How do you know?
You were talking up a storm in here, making a lot of noise.
Somebody in the hotel could have complained.
Come on, come on, get out of here.
And leave the two of them behind to identify us?
That ain't going to work.
It's Guido.
What else can we do?
You're out of your mind.
I can kill him right now.
You probably wouldn't find him till morning.
Well, you'll do it alone, Lindsay.
I'm getting up.
We still got business to do.
I'm not looking for a murder rap.
Now, come on, give it up.
Let's get out of here.
As soon as we leave, we're going to have to start running.
I won't be good for more than a day in this town.
What do I do about my deal?
Come on, we can talk about it later.
Come on.
We can talk right now.
You handed me the stall long enough.
I got 24 hours left.
I want it settled.
Okay, okay, I'll talk to the big man.
I promise you.
I want to have a meet with him.
I don't know.
Listen, that six grand buy was a drop in the bucket.
I want to buy more.
If the big guy's ready, so am I.
You got the money?
I got it, cash.
Now, how about the meet?
How about it, Red?
Okay, okay.
Okay, I'll set it up.
Red got his things together and we took the rear fire escape that led down to a service
alley behind the hotel.
Before the two of us separated, we agreed that Red would call me at my hotel at 10 o'clock
the following morning.
I wasn't altogether sure, but it seemed as though the act I'd put on at the phony shakedown
had impressed Red quite a bit.
Before I went back to my hotel, I called Ed Jacobs and Captain Kearney and briefed them
on the developments.
At 10 o'clock the next morning, I was waiting for the phone in my hotel room.
At 10 15, Red called.
I talked to the big man this morning.
I told him what you wanted.
Yeah?
What's the answer?
It's got to be a fast deal, cash and carry.
Well, I'm ready.
Is he?
I think so.
Took a lot of talking.
All right.
What about the meet?
I'll pick you up at your hotel.
I'll take you to him.
When?
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As soon as I got word from Red about the meat he'd set up for me with the big man, I called
Captain Kearney on the inside line and briefed him on the way things stood.
He said he'd have three teams of men ready to tail me and cover the meat.
He'd work alternately in three-way radio cars in order to reduce the risk of discovery to
the minimum.
He also told me the check of tenants was continuing at the East Hollywood apartment house where
Red apparently was picking up his supply of heroin for distribution.
So far, the detail of men assigned to the job had failed to uncover any definite leads.
At eight minutes past eight o'clock that night, Red picked me up at my hotel and together
we drove out along Alhambra Avenue.
We parked alongside the edge of a private golf course just north of the ocean highway.
Smoke?
Okay, thanks.
Better match it?
Yeah.
Thanks.
Well, what about it?
We've been here 15 minutes already.
A lot of time.
It feels like this, sir, boss, doesn't like to hurry things.
Yeah, well, maybe he ought to get with it.
Relax, will you?
So we waited.
Nine-thirty, ten o'clock, ten-thirty, eleven.
Still no sign of the big man.
Eleven-thirty, eleven-forty-five.
No sign.
What time you got, Lindsay?
Ten minutes to midnight.
Have you got any ideas?
Yeah, I guess I can tell you now.
Well, you make this one real good, will you?
It's been a long wait.
Boss wants to make sure about you, that's all.
He's checking his contacts where you said you operate, up around Fresno, isn't that
right?
All right, so he's checking on me.
What's he want, a blood sample?
He's careful.
He wants to make sure.
If it didn't show, this is what he told me to tell you.
Yeah?
If you're cleared all around with his contacts, the meet's set for tomorrow afternoon.
Where?
I'll get to it.
The deal's this.
You said you wanted a big buy, the boss has got it.
How much?
Two kilos.
Same good stuff you sampled, high-grade Mexican.
You can get it at ten grand a kilo.
Well, that's not bad if it's good quality.
What's the breakdown?
It's 40% good.
You're getting a fat discount, you know that.
Well, that depends.
Two kilos, ten G's apiece, 20,000 bucks.
You got it, cash in carry.
That's a lot of scratch to get together in a hurry.
You got a whole day.
No dough, no junk.
All right, I'll get it.
Where's the meet?
Out by South Pasadena.
They're holding a big flower show in the neighborhood.
You'll meet him there.
Contact me for the time.
When will it be?
When do I meet him?
When you got to 20,000.
11.15 p.m.
Red drove me back downtown and dropped me off at Fourth and Main.
Before we separated, he told me he'd call me early the following afternoon regarding
the time of the meet with the big man, providing I had the $20,000 for the narcotics buy.
1 a.m.
After stopping off at a cafeteria and then a coffee, I went to the bar and got a drink.
I got to a public telephone and put in a call to Captain Kearney.
South Pasadena flower show sometime tomorrow afternoon, right?
Yeah, that's it, Captain.
All right, we'll cover it all the way.
How about the money?
What do you think?
You got a little with you, haven't you?
A little, yeah.
Okay, fake it the best way you know how.
We'll be around.
As soon as you make sure the guy has the junk with him, pass the signal, we'll move in.
Right.
Something else.
You got any lead at all on the big man tonight?
No, nothing.
How about you?
Good piece of luck.
I think we can get him.
I'll be right there.
All right, Captain, do you have a lead at all on the big man tonight?
No, nothing.
How about you?
Good piece of luck.
I think we got him spotted.
Before he hung up, Captain Kearney told me that the careful screening of tenants in the
East Hollywood apartment house, pointed out to them by Stan, had netted a couple of prime
suspects.
They were an elderly couple, a Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Leslie.
Besides the fact that he had a narcotics record in the East, Mr. Leslie operated a second-hand
bookstore on Beverly Boulevard, which apparently was being visited often by
known narcotics peddlers. Early the following afternoon, Red called me at my
hotel room and I told him I had the $20,000 for the buy. He picked me up at
1.45 p.m. I flashed a stack of money containing mostly $1 bills and he seemed
satisfied. He drove me out to the site of the flower show in South Pasadena, a
large glass dome conservatory just off the Arroyo Seco freeway. Let's head back
this way. Yeah.
Sure nice flowers, huh? Just beautiful. How many times are we gonna have to cover this
route? I've seen everything twice already. Won't be long. Couple of minutes. Over this
way. Come on. Yeah, they sure are pretty. Look, I don't get any of this. If we got business, why
can't it be in private? This your big man's idea of a joke? It's protection,
Lindsay. He's got to be careful. I guess he figures this is the last place they'd
look for. We'll make another round of this place. We'll stand out like a sore thumb.
I'll relax. You'll make the buy. Coming up right now. Right. Come on, follow me.
Tom, what do you say? Oh, you're in. What do you think of my gladiola entries? Those
up there, when you say they're beauties? Yeah, they're real great, Tom. Took me three and a half
years to get blooms like that. South African species, you know, the Chilsea
type. Raised them right in the little greenhouse back of our place. You see,
the scarlets and the whites, those are mine. Yeah. All right, Tom, I'd like to have you meet that
friend of mine. Lindsay, this is Tom. Hi. How'd you do? What do you think of my entries? Raised every
one of them from seeds, Lindsay. They take a lot of care. Yeah, they're all right. Plenty of care.
Especially those, the South African type. They take a good, stiff, sandy loam. Quality fertilizer,
just the right kind of heat and water. Takes a lot of work. Proud of them. Yeah. Look, I haven't got
too much time to spend. Maybe we better talk outside. Yes, that takes quite a lot of work.
Beautiful blooms. You have all the money with you? All of it. You got two kilos? That's correct.
We can go out the side way. Hey, Red, you follow behind. Keep an eye open. Right, Tom. This way. Sorry
for the delay. It's necessary sometimes. Yeah. You came out with Red. You double-checked. You
went followed. I double-checked. I've been doing business longer in Red. Hmm. Maybe we can make it
a permanent tie out here. My car's this way. You always make deals in the open, public places?
Not always. It has its advantages. You sure this is the H.I. Sampled? No, I don't want another phony
buy. It's no phony. You can be sure of that. Here's the car. Well, the money. Well, you show me the stuff.
Red knows I got the money. Hey, Red. Yeah, Tom. The money. You saw it before you brought him here?
Yeah, he showed it to me. Right here in my pocket. Have a look if you want. Now, come on. I can't
afford to camp on this thing. All right. Keep a lookout, Red. All right, Tom. In the car, Winslow.
All right. There. Under the dashboard here. I always find that's the best place. You have a car,
of course. I'll go back with Red. All right. There you are. Two kilos. Not the money. What about
breaking the package? How do I know it's not more powdered sugar? Of course it's not. Wait a minute.
What is this? Those men coming up to the car. Take it easy, mister. I'm getting out of here.
Let go. Come here. Let go. No. All right, Joe. I got him. Hold on, man. I'll shake him down.
We got the other one. Red. No trouble. Good. Okay, he's going. Red. Stupid Red. I should have known.
I should have known. Joe, good work. Stuff all there? Yeah, two kilos. Want us to take him back in our car,
Skipper? All right. We'll take in the other one. Meet you at the parking lot gate. We'll follow you in.
Right. All right, mister. This way. Look, let me ask you a favor. Won't take a minute. Yeah? Let me
call my wife. I want to let her know what's happened. I wanted to come out here and get my flowers.
I got some valuable plants in that show. I'll be taken care of. Your wife couldn't make it
anyway. She was picked up an hour ago. No, couldn't be. What's gonna happen? Every dollar I own,
all my merchandise, two kilos, best quality, all of it. We'll take care of that. Come on. Let's go.
Well, I got those beautiful plants. You can do that much for me. Let me go back and get my flowers.
They're prized, Gladio. It won't hurt anything, will it? Just let me take some with me.
Just a few till I get back. Why bother? They won't last that long.
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