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How do you do? How d’ya do, Lieutenant? I was expectin’ this. As I told the boys on the way down, the minute I heard Ken was murdered, I knew I was in for a going-over, having been at the scene of the crime. You were all ready for us with your story, huh? Won’t take long. Save you a lot of time, give it to you without you havin’ to pump me, everything that happened. Came down here last night around : lookin’ for my son-in-law. You were pretty worked up, huh? I’ll say. I told him last month if he laid a hand on Morgan again I’d slap him silly. Go on. Go on, let’s have it all, Jiggs. Well, that’s all there was. The door was unlocked, I walk in, look around, nobody home, so I walk out. With his body. Whose body? Paine’s. That’s sure smart figurin’, Lieutenant. I tell you radio Never mind the lies, Jiggs! We’ve got every one of your moves. You took the body to the river, knocked out the watchman on the pier and dropped Paine in the water. Oh, so I knocked out a watchman too, huh? That’s fine! OK, now let me tell you something. I didn’t see Paine. If I had seen him I’d have taken a poke at him, I ain’t denyin’ that. He deserved it. But I left this place two minutes after I got here. Then I picked up a fare three minutes later on the corner: Congressman Reynolds. Took him up to the Astor Hotel. Told me radio Check on that, Klein. Yes, sir. Sure, check! Check all you want. And what time do you claim you got to the Astor Hotel, Jiggs? About :. Anybody see you around there? Yeah. Uh, radio Pat Rafferty and Hymie Berg. They’re taxi drivers. The congressman doesn’t answer in his room. Want me to run him down? No. No, we’ll check later. The pier watchman was slugged at am according to reports. Is that right? Mm-hm. Yes. That gives Jiggs Taylor minutes between : and o’clock to come back here from the Astor Hotel and do his stuff. He couldn’t have come back here from the Astor, ed Paine, lugged the body out to the car, driven down to the pier and slugged the night watchman by three o’clock, not in minutes. Seems we’re on the wrong man,