Boston Blackie

He's the one you want for the murder of Gladys Ronson and John Gaines.

He doesn't know what he's talking about.

But your wife knew what she was writing about.

My what?

I'll spell it for you, Doyle.

W-I-F-E.

And that spells the end for Y-O-U.

No, Mary, even in third grade they teach you to read.

When Faraday saw that note Sally Green had written, he knew Martin Doyle was his man.

I know what you mean.

It was the one thing that I did have to explain to Faraday.

How Gladys was killed without a gun being concealed inside the trunk or a bullet being fired through it.

The minute I saw the rushes on the murder scene, I knew how it was done, Mary.

I watched her get into the trunk.

First she sat down in it, then started to pull the top down over her.

She closes slowly at first, then suddenly let it drop.

Drop the rest of the way.

Doyle was some distance from the scene, armed with a pistol with a silencer.

Proving Doyle was the killer wasn't so simple until I got the note written by his wife.

Doyle was making a movie in Technicolor, but...