End of a Call Girl

<p>One of our call girls is missing</p><p>It sounded like a joke but the old dame was scared stiff when one of her girls didn't show up for work that night. And this one was her prettiest - and most profitable.</p><p>''Find her shamus'' she said. ''And fast!''</p><p>''My pleasure'' I said.</p><p>My name is Joe Puma. I call myself a detective and I get a hundred bucks a day.</p><p>The girl's name was Jean Talsman. She called herself an entertainer and she got a hundred bucks a night.</p><p>The job had delightful possibilities - until some joker started making corpses out of the customers and I found a few dealers in sudden death camped on my own doorstep.</p>