Dixon Steele:
[to black man hosing down the sidewalk in front of the florist shop]
Say, do me a favor, will you, pal?
Flower Shop Employee:
Yes, sir.
Dixon Steele:
I want to send two dozen white roses to a girl.
Flower Shop Employee:
Yes, sir. Do you want to write a card?
Dixon Steele:
No, there's no card. Her name's Mildred Atkinson.
Flower Shop Employee:
Mildred Atkinson. Yes, sir. What's her address?
Dixon Steele:
I don't know. Look it up in the papers. She was murdered last night.
Flower Shop Employee:
Yes, sir.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:59