Jack Webb

How about that purse of hers that was found this afternoon, Miss Marin?

Wouldn't you say that makes it a little unusual this time?

What about last Tuesday, the night she disappeared?

Did you notice if she'd been drinking then?

Oh, I see.

Miss Marin, when you were with your sister last Tuesday night, you say she didn't mention anything at all about taking that trip out of town.

Well, what's the story about this money your sister came to pick up, Miss Marin?

I don't think I quite got that clear.

And that's the last time you saw your sister, is it?

Well, what time was it when you got back to the house, you remember?

And since that time, you've had no indication where your sister might have gone?

No phone calls, no letters, no word from one of her friends who might have seen her?

Thank you very much, Miss Marin.

Thank you, ma'am.

Well, if you hear anything about your sister, we'd appreciate it if you'd give us a call.

Ma'am.

5.15 p.m.

Ed and I drove back downtown and went directly to the crime lab.

The missing woman's purse, which had been found in the vacant lot out in Hollywood, had been examined thoroughly.

They'd found nothing that had provided us with a new lead.