Jenny jumped out of the bag and ran to the porch door. Rothwax stared
at you. You shrug. The 4 of you walk over there. A person is runing
away on the fire ecscape. Kim takes a picture of it. A smoking gun lay
on the porch.
You and Harold go to the apartment. You carried a bag with the tape
recorder. "Where is the money," Rothwax asked. "Gave it
to charity, a whole grand," the shoken up docter said. He was
ready to break down with remorse. "It... it was... it
was...," a gunshot rang out before he could finsh. The corspe of
Dr. Tim Furlith fell on the recorder. A few seconds later, Debby Non,
the docter's live-in girl and denist, and Kim Khonings , the owner of
a gardening store, burst through the door. Debby look at the body. She
bent down and felt his pulse. Miss Non broke into tears. "What
happened?" Kim muttered. "He was about to tell us who the
Klockman Theive was, and then..." you ansewer.