Dragnet 03 The Case of the Courteous Killer by Richard Deming

Author:Richard Deming [Deming, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dragnet, detective, police, Crime, Mystery
ISBN: 9781479404711
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2014-12-16T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XIV

Back at the car, we reported by radio that the suspect was in custody and the surrounding police units could be removed. Then we drove him to the Police Building. All the way he kept assuring us that we had made a mistake.

Because of his record of violence, we took him directly to the booking desk in the Felony Section and had him booked on suspicion of robbery and homicide. Ordinarily we would have taken him to an interview room for questioning before having him booked. But the Courteous Killer was classified as too dangerous a criminal to get less than the full security treatment.

At the desk he was required to empty his pockets and was thoroughly searched. A Form 5.1 was filled out, listing the items in his possession and the amount of money he had. He wore no watch or jewelry. In his pockets he had cigarettes and matches, a handkerchief, a small pocket knife, a key ring with two keys on it, some change, and a wallet. A driver’s license in the wallet gave his name as George Whiteman and a North Hollywood address.

All these items were sealed in a manila envelope, to which the white sixth copy of the Form 5.1 was attached. The pink fifth copy was given to the prisoner as a receipt. Of the remaining copies, one would go to C.I.I. in Sacramento, one was for us, and one would go to the district attorney. The original, which contained his complete booking record in addition to the property list, was the Felony Section’s file copy.

The door leading to the cell rows was unlocked by the booking sergeant, and the prisoner was led inside to be fingerprinted. From the fingerprint desk, he was taken to the shower cell. All newly booked prisoners are required to take a shower before being assigned to a regular cell.

When he had had his shower, he was led to a cell in the first row and locked in. Frank and I remained out in the corridor. The booking sergeant left us there, locking the door at the end of the corridor when he went back to the desk.

The cells of the Felony Section are clean and modern, with white porcelain fixtures and double-decker bunks. Instead of bars, the front walls are of shatterproof herculite glass thick enough to withstand the blows of a sledge hammer. The only bars are on the doors.

George Whiteman gazed around his cell with a numb look on his face. Then he turned to us.

“Why are you doing this to me?” he asked. “You’re making a terrible mistake.”

“We don’t think so,” I told him. “George Whiteman your real name?”

“Of course it is.”

“How’d you get the nickname Gig?”

He gave me a blank look. “Nobody ever called me Gig.”

I looked at him for a moment. “Still live at the address on your driver’s license?”

“Yes.”

“Anybody live with you?”

He shook his head. “It’s a rooming house. I just got one room.”

“How long you lived there?” I asked.

“Couple of weeks this trip.

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