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Cole went to the records room where he gave

the Records Clerk a list of names and told him he wanted to see their files.

"Good God," thought Cole, "so these are the innocent children who were attacked by the ogre; the two bit punks." He spent that afternoon writing down the various charges that had been brought against these boys, everything from robbery to assault with a deadly weapon. Leone's was the worse. How this kid ever spent a free day in his life was beyond comprehension. Well, it was something to start with.

"Deck the halls with boughs of holly" blared the speakers that hung over the downtown district. A block away Cole could see the Roxy theatre. He was standing in front of Tony's Snack and Lunch Bar, a dirty little restaurant which was known for its bad soup and worse coffee.

"Hi Tony," said Cole as he entered the shop, "what's good on the menu?"

"Anytime you come here gumshoe, its not for food but information." replied Tony. "What's on your mind?

"Albert Leone." said Cole.

"Don't know nothing about that mess. I close at 10' o'clock."

"This happened at eight." snapped Cole.

"Look gumshoe the kids come here for a soda or something like that. They don't give me no trouble and I'm not looking for any. Keep me out of it." Tony was sweating.

"An innocent man in going to be convicted and sentenced for a long prison term if I don't find

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