Broadway Is My Beat: The Bob Foster Murder Case 11/08/1952
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Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
29 min
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6 chapters
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How does Broadway's My Beat open the Bob Foster murder story?
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Broadway's My Beat, from Times Square to Columbus Circle. The gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Broadway's My Beat, with Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover.
Nighttime of November, a special time on Broadway. Sense it, it's a new time, when the after images of early autumn are dying, cloaked already in river mists, chill and drifting. And sense this, that winter is already at a place not far away, drifting too, hung from a pale moon, scudding over the city and making new shadows. Hurry, it gets dark quickly. Where I was, darkness was cut across by the fingers of light intersecting the beams of two searchlights focused groundward. Destruction of building temporarily halted. Rush wrecking jobs stopped because of this. Remains of dead man found and report phoned to headquarters.
This would be the cellar, Mr. Clover, where we found him. Under three inches of composition flooring.
Uh-huh.
What does it look like to you, Mr. Clover? Real puzzle, huh? Just a skeleton and all? Well, there's something we can tell about him. You know, what I can't figure out, that satchel of money laying beside him. Must be over a thousand bucks in there. About that. Imagine lying five years under a cellar floor.
How do you know it's been five years, Mr. Rogers?
When I bought these three buildings to tear them down for a garage, I got a story about this one right where we're standing. What story? Of course, we've torn down to the cellar, so you can't tell, but this one used to be a nightclub, you know. No, I didn't. Yeah, it was. That's the story. A scandal or something about this nightclub. The bank told me. Partner or something five years ago ran away with the payroll or something to California. What else? Nothing, except that the other partner tried to hold on to the club, but it failed a year later. Bankrupt. Bank took it over four years ago. Couldn't lease it. Nailed it up. Anyhow, that's the story the bank told me. Well, it doesn't look like the man ever got to California.
He was murdered. Sure, what else? He didn't just lie there and pull three inches of composition flooring over his head. Shot.
Huh?
Twice.
See the bullet? The chest cavity?
Hmm.
Small caliber, .22. And here, right arm fractured, and beside it, see, another bullet. Bigger one. Yeah, .38. Shot twice by two different guns.
Like I said, a puzzle. Well? Well, what? This is a rushed job, Mr. Clover. You know that. Let's get this stuff out of here.
Good morning, Danny. I said good morning in case you didn't hear.
Hi, Denison. Sit down.
Excuse me for saying it, but you look a little beat. Big night last night?
No.
You're a single man, Danny. You're entitled to a big night. Were you going to say something, Danny?
No.
Oh. Then maybe this will interest you. Got a rundown on that corpse you found last night.
What about it?
Well, that's what it takes to get a rise out of you, huh?
Come on, come on. Get with it.
Yeah, I'd better do that, else I won't be liked, huh? Technical chart of the teeth. Mugovan put the code on a teletype. Late last night, the one place we got a call back from was Dannemora.
You get on identification?
Code checked out to a former prisoner named Bob Foster. Released six years ago after a ten-spot stretch for grand larceny.
Anything else?
Stick with me, kid. I'm loaded.
What evidence do the demolition crew and coroner describe at the crime scene?
My identification came in. I checked it with R&I. They had a file on Foster. Here, wait. Muggerman left some notes for you. Yeah, 1947, May. May 23. The year after he was out of Dannemora, Foster was wanted on suspicion of grand larceny. Packed a satchel with his partner's dough and ran out on him. That would be the satchel you found.
Who was his partner?
A fellow by the name of Joe Turner. He and Foster opened a nightclub together, the Blue Sheen. Year after Foster allegedly checked out with his partner's dough, the joint went into bankruptcy. And the word is Joe Turner cried his heart out at the time. Beat his chest. Called his partner naughty names.
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Chapters
6 chapters
1
How does Broadway's My Beat open the Bob Foster murder story?
0:00–3:55
2
What evidence do the demolition crew and coroner describe at the crime scene?
3:55–7:52
3
How do police identify the skeleton as Bob Foster and what is his criminal history?
7:52–9:24
4
Who were Bob Foster's partners and what led to the Blue Sheen nightclub's bankruptcy?
9:24–18:23
5
What leads do detectives follow to locate Joe Turner and Aggie Blaine?
18:23–19:07
6
How does Joe Turner react when confronted about Foster's murder in the bar?
19:07–29:07
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