The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-10-17

1 pany and gets the dough-it runs to about $200O. Don't ask me why they didn't have an express com- pany deliver it with an armored truck. They just didn't.
 Anyhow, last Friday a touring car crowds this cashiers flivver over to the curb as he's on his way back to the plant. It's broad day. light, but it happens on one of those deserted streets back of the freight yards there and there's no- body to see. A young fellow gets out of the car, sticks gun in the cashiers face, and takes the money before you can say boo. Then he gets back in the touring car and his buddy, at the wheel, gives her the gas, and that's all there is to it.
 "Well, what happened to think of is this. The cashier gives us this description, which as you say doesn't help much. But he says that the guy with the gun sort of looked like a cowboy. Funny, ain't it? Looked like cowboy. That's just how he put it. Said he used to live in Wyoming, and this robber some- how seemed like he ought to be on cow-pony just in from the ranges.
 T didn't think much of it, at the time. But since we were in the Golden Feather the other night I been thinking; that long drink of water at that table there-didn't he have sort of cowboy air about him?"
 Larry pursed his lips thought fully.
 T don't know but what he did, now you mention it," he said. He did seem sort of-western, come to think of it. Think your cashier could identify him?"
 Might be worth trial" said Hagan.
 Well, in that case, let's get this cashier and drop around there to- night"
 Hagan nodded slowly.
 of course" he said slowly, i've probably won't be able to hang any, thing on him. There's only one witness, you see-just this cashier. And unless his Identification should happen to be awful strong"
 "Listen," said Larry suddenly, q don't care whether you can hang anything on this chap or not. But if you can get enough of an iden- tification to warrant you in bring ing a formal charge against him, you can take him down to head quarters and get his fingerprints. Then can send them in to Wash ington and we can see if he has a record-and if he's a member of Jackson's mob."
 He touched the detectives sleeve. Do that" he said. Have some- body pick him up to-night-he's pretty certain to be there at the Golden Feather, judging by past performances, and if he isn't there tonight he'll be there tomorrow night. Look, Mike if this IS part of the Red Jackson gang hanging around in Dover, they're hanging around for some reason. Something is being planned. Now is my chance to get on the trail of it. All ask is that you can just get a charge placed against this fellow. Twenty-four hours after I get his prints I can tell you if he's in the Jackson mob or not. See?" Hagan stood up.
 "Ill go back to the detective bu- reau now and detail a couple men to go out there with me tonight and bring him in," he said. And I'll have someone else get that cashier down to have a squint of him." The unexpected angles to- police work in 8 big city are numerous, Hagan did as he had promised, that afternoon. To put the order through he got authority from the deputy inspector temporarily in charge of the bureau. The order was read at afternoon roll call. It passed through the hands of three clerks. And half an hour after it was issued, man slipped quietly out of the detective bureau, went to drug store across the street, entered 8 telephone booth and called a number.
 He spoke into the instrument in a low voice, his lips close to the mouthpiece.
 Hello Frosty? This is Tommy. Listen, got tip for you. Pass the word to Oklahoma, will you? |. Oklahoma-you know, the tall-- sure, him. Listen: tell Okla hona that he's gonna be fingered for the Acme payroll job. i. Acme. You lug--A-C-M-E-Ret It?