Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1953-03-01
By Miriam Ottenberd


The gray sedan was parked at
the correct 45-degree angle in
the No. 6 space on the parking
lot.
There was nothing about the
car to attract attention-unless
you took closer look.
Then. you might have noticed
dark thin stains on the paving
between the car in the No. 6
spot and its closest neighbor. And
if you peered through the car
window, you could have seen
hatless sandy haired man
slumped in the front seat.
At 1922 last Monday after
noon, the teleph one rang in the
headquarters of the police homi-
eide squad.
It was an operator from the
Central Bureau where the public
calls for police help.
"A man found dead in car
on a lot alongside 1348 Euclid
street NV" she reported. 1.-THE
car has been there a couple of
days and there's some blood"
She had a name and address
for the caller-Willie Jones of
407 Fourth street S.W.
Detective Sergt. Lloyd FUR
was dispatched to Euclid street.
HE may have had a cerebral
hemorrhage, "Sergt. Fur re-
ported back a short time later.
We're still checking"
Capt. Richard Felber, COM
manding the homicide squad,
was on his way to the parking
lot when Sergt. Fur made a dis
covery. He found a cartridge
shell and a battered slug on the
car floor. No weapon was in
sight.
The two detectives studied the
man and the car.
He was of slender build, aver
age height, getting bald. He
wore a dark blue pinstripe suit
and a grayish camel's hair coat.
He was seated behind the steer
ing wheel but his body leaned
forward to the right. His hands
were thrust in his overcoat
pockets and his feet were crossed
in a relaxed position.
Back Doors Locked.
The car, a 1850 four-door
Plymouth, faced toward the
apartment at 1348 Euclid street,
So feet from the street entrance
to the long lot. The back doors
were locked from the inside.
The front doors were both closed
but unlocked and the windows
were up. i.f .#at,. natt e..
The car key was in the ignition
but turned of. There was blood
on the front seat, a CONCEALED
pool on the floor. Some had
seeped through the floor boards
and ran in two narrow streams
on the paving.
The lot itself. with space for
so cars, was in a canyon created
by apartment buildings on three
sides. A padlocked chain barred
the entrance.
The drivers permit gave an
Identification: Sam Leo Hoyle,
48, of GAL Gallatin street NV.
Mr.. Hoyle's name appeared on
the car title and registration
card, both found in the glove
compartment.
The name was reported to
headquarters. Quickly, the word
came back. At 8 am. that day,
Mr.. Hoyle had been listed as a
person.
Deputy Coroner Richard
Rosenberg entered the parking
lot. He CROPPED about the mans
head.
Think I feel something" he
murmured, and reached for an
instrument.
He showed Capt. Felber how
the bullet entered the lower part
Of the head to the rear of the
right ear, how it pursued a
slightly upward course before it
emerged from the inner corner
of the right eye. He found no
evidence of powder burn, indi-
eating the shot was fired from
a distance Of more than 10
inches.
Visit NeighbOring Buildings.
Capt. Felber borrowed uni
formed men from the thirteenth
precinct and gave them their
instructions. They were to start
visiting every apartment in each
of the surrounding buildings, be-
ginning with those bordering the