End Of A Call Girl

One of our call girls is missing. 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.. Find her shamus she said. And fast!. My pleasure I said.. My name is Joe Puma. I call myself a detective and I get a hundred bucks a day.. The girl’s name was Jean Talsman. She called herself an entertainer and she got a hundred bucks a night.. 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.