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BELL

“Write it down, son” The tall detective turned away to hide his grief

The boy patted his empty pockets in sudden panic

Bell said, “Son, never go anywhere without a pencil If you’re going to becohts and observations What’s your name?”

“Apprentice Detective Adams, sir Mike Adams”

“Here, Mike, use ave him a sheet of paper from the desk he had commandeered

Apprentice Adae, read it back, and ran

Isaac Bell turned to theand stared down at busy First Street, barely seeing the parade of streetcars, autos, trucks, wagons, and a squad of helmeted police on bicycles

Joe Van Dorn pushed into the office without knocking

“I just heard I’m sorry, Isaac I know you liked him”

Bell said, “The evidence of the Acrobat’s ruthlessness was right before my eyes I saw him throw his own man into the sea to conceal his identity What made me think he wouldn’t murder Art Curtis for the same reason?”

Joseph Van Dorn shook his head eht MostNot Art”

“I appreciate the thought, Joe I know Art could handle hi for me”

Van Dorn said, “You are, of course, authorized to pull out all stops until we get who did it”

“Thank you”