Boston Blackie

Brightson caught you cheating at cards and threatened to go to the police.

You couldn't afford that.

You fixed his car so it wouldn't run and sent him home in Joan Thompson's car.

Then Joan Thompson was the last to see him alive, so she must have killed him.

Joan Thompson was drugged when she had her usual cup of coffee before leaving the club.

And you went along with her until the drug took effect, then stopped the car and shot Brighton.

Joan Thompson admits she killed Brighton.

Of course.

Under hypnosis, she would admit anything.

After killing Brighton, you brought Joan back here, had Wilma hypnotize her and impress on her subconscious that she had killed Brighton.

You, uh, can prove that?

You helped prove it yourself by killing Wilma so he could never blackmail you.

The final proof will come when a doctor tells the police that Joan Thompson has been both drugged and hypnotized ever since she was found in her room.

Don't move, Blackie.

I wouldn't give orders if I were you, Edwards.

Then I'll let my gun speak for me.

Speak sort of softly, Desmond.

Stay back, Blackie.

My gun's just missing.

I'll say it's missing, Edwards.