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    THE NAMe'S MCLEOD. - BADGE 331074, I'MA PLAIN~CLOTHES COP, THEY GOT ME PATROLLING THE TOUGHEST SECTION IN TOWN. (IT's A QUIET WIGHT THOUGH, AND T'M NOT COM- PLAINING,..'CEPT THAT THIS ICY DRIZZLE'S C1 THE SERGEANT MIGHT AS WELL HAVE MADE MY BEAT THE MORGUE, THAT DEAD ITIS TONIGHT, THE ONLY SOUND 1S THE SWISHY-HISS OF TIRES NOW AND THEN AS ALONE CAR MOVES DOWN THE BLACK, SHINY STREET... I TAKE A SQUINT AT HIM AS WE PASS EACH OTHER UNDER A LAMP POST, HE'S GOT SUNK-iN CHEEKS AND A WIDE-EYED LOOK... LIKE HE'S SCARED OF SOMETHIN’... Tr's Sune LONELY,AND I GET TO ‘THINKING ABOUT STACEY'S JOINT AND HOW COZY HIS BAR ALWAYS (S AND HOW GOOD A SHOT WOULD FEEL WARMING MVINSIDES, I TURN THE CORNER AND HEAD FORIT WHEN I SPOT ‘THE LITTLE GUY EDGING DOWN THE WET SIDEWALK... 2 The LITTLE Guy DON'T stop. HE __YANK MY BADGE. I'M WALKING KEEPS ON GOING. I BUZZ HIM AGAIN. AFTER HIM NOW AND HE'S STARTING T KNOW HE HEARS ME...UNLESS HE'S TO WALK EVEN FASTER... EM A COP,CHUM! TWENTP) FIRST PRECINCT £ WHAT'S IN THE 8407 HE REACHES @ CORNER AND DODGES ‘AROUND, BY THE TIME I GET THERE, HE AIN'T IN SIGHT. THERE'S A CAR PARKED AT THE CUR® AND TFIGURE HE'S BEMINO IT... LISTEN, MISTER. 1F YOU AIN'T DONE NOTHIN' WAONE.. REALLY WRONG...YOU'RE CRAZY FOR RUNNIN FTL A GET vou SOONER oR JTW My TIME ON THE FORCE, I'VE RUN INTO ALL Kinns AND I REMEMBER AN OLD GEEZER NAMED FISCH WHO CRAZY BIRDS...PERVERTS,.MANIACS:.HOMICIDAL CARVED UP DLO LADIES. I SEE THIS CREEP JUMPING SOME ENDS. Z BEGIN PICTURING THIS GUY LURKING IN POOR OLD GAL ANO DRAGGING HER INTO THE ALLEY... DOME DARK ALLEY WITH AN EMPTY SACK AND A BIG on WAITING... sw AND HACKING HER UP AND STUFFING HER HEAD 1M THAT SATCHEL....THAT BLOODY-BOTTOMED SATCHEL. 2 He starts CRYING, 1 FIGURE HE CAN'T PULL A SHIV ON ME WHILE HE'S HUGGING THE BAG, SOT HOL- STER MY GUN AND MOVE IN, KEEP - ING MY LIGHT ON HIM. 1 CAN'T TAKE WO FOR AN ANSWER, BUDDY! I'M THE STUBBORN TYPE. NOW, HE WAS A JOMNWY-COME- LATELY / I WORKED A LONE TIME FOR THE COMPANY BEFORE! HE CAME. BUT HE WAS YOUNG. AMBITIOUS.,,HE HAD A GOOD HEAD ON HIS SHOULDERS. HE BECAME HEAD BOOKKEEPER... THE POOR IDIOT'S MADE A BIG Mis- TAME, THE ALLEY'S BLIND. I GOT HIM TRAPPED, I PULL OUT MY 48 AND MY POCKET FLASH AND START PENCILING THE BEAM AROUND... GET THIS STRA/GHT, MISTER! YOU RUN 7H/S TIME, AND YOU GET A SLUG IN YOUR BACK... THis LITTLE CHARACTER ts STRONGER THAN HE LOOKS. I TRY WRENCHING THE BAG AWAY BUT HE'S GOT IT IN A DEATH GRIP. C'MON... WAIT! FIRST.) You DUMB’ FIRST LET ME TELL YOU WHAT ITE WAGGING... NAGGING. L'D GET ‘SICK (NSIDE..ANO DIZZY, SOME- TIMES... AND I WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT T WAS DO/N6. BUT, HE WOULON'T ZET UP/ HE WAS SHREWD...CLEVER..SMART “4 THE LIGHT PICKS HIM UP CRINGING IN A CELLAR DOORWAY...WHITE AND. ‘SHIVERING GASPING FOR AIR. HE WRAPS WIS ARMS AROUND THE SAT- CHEL AND HUGS IT TO HIM LIKE A LITTLE GIRL WITH A OOLL. T HATED Hi! HE WAS ALWAYS [PICKING ON ME. "MR, DOMINICK, YOU'RE TWO M/NUTES LATES" "MR. DOMINICK,THESE F/6URES AREN'T VERY WEAT/ MR. DOMINICK, / YOUR 7/E_ YOUR HA//? .. YOUR APPEARANCES”, SO I BOUGHT AN AXE...HEH, HEH. AND TONIGHT T MA/TED FOR HIM? HE...HE'S WOT SHREWD ANY - MORES HE HASN'T GOT A 6000 HEAD ON HIS: SHOULDERS. ANYMORES THE LITTLE Guy's EYES ARE BLAZ~ ING AND HIS LIPS ARE TWISTED UP IN A VICIOUS SNARL AND SALIVA IS RUNNING DOWN HIS CHIN, MY STOM- ACH CRAWLS AS I LOOK DOWN AT THE ROUND~SHAPED SATCHEL... 7” CHOKE...YOU MEAN. N\ 240...His. HE COMES UP WITH HIS KNEE IN MY GUT AND WHILE I'M SINKING DOWN IN AGONY, HE TAKES OFF DID YOU SEE A Z/77LE YEAH THE RUNT.,,.FIVE-FOOT-FOUR, ) PASSED US MAYBE...CARRYING A A MINUTE CANVAS BAG? AGO...HEADING I HAD TO TAKE IT AWAY FROM HIM! YOU CAN SEE TO GUT OFF HIS ROTTEN SNEERING SCHEMING HEAD! 4 (60 SOUTH, SULLIVAN, FASTS THAT SCREW- BALL IS & HOMICIDAL MANIAC, HE JUST HACKED ‘THE HEAD OFF SOME GUY AND IT'S /M THAT BABY I Feet Sick Wust LOOKING aT THE BAG,'CAUSE NOW I KNOW WHAT'S IT... AHEAD... COLD, STARING, GRIZZLY-GREEN HEAD. AND THEN, SUDDENLY, THE IDIOT 1S. KICKING AND SCREAMING AND THE FLASHLIGHT FLYING FROM MY HAND AND SMASHING ON THE WET CEMENT... ‘SULLIVAN GUNS THE PROWL CAR. U-TURNING IT AND TAKING OFF SOUTH AT SIXTY, ONLY THERE AIN'T NO SIGN OF THE CRAZY KILLER... I CLIMB OUT AND WATCH THEN PULL AWAY INTO. THE MIST... LE'ME OUTAT THE WEXT CORNER, SULLIVAN, I'M GOING TO TRY IT On FOOT, AND THEN ToHEAR iT.THE|CLICK- CLACK OF FEET ECHOING OUT OF THE DRIZZLE...qUICK-MOVING FEET.: MOVING TOWARD ME... X BOT YOU... You crazy 4x!) HE SPINS AROUND!'M NOT TAKIN’ ANY CHANCES, I SQUEEZE THE His FACE AWAY I PULL MY COLLAR AROUND MY NECK AND START DOWN THE SHIM~ MERING SIDEWALK I PULL out My .45. HE COMES CLOSER..SWINGING THE BAG LIKE HE WAS HAPPY... HUMMING SOFTLY... IT STanp over HIS TwITCHING THEN LOOK AT THE CANVAS BODY UNTIL IT DON'T TWITCH ANY. SATCHEL LYING IN THE PUDDLE. Sag i en eee | sy0757 on. j ee ee W's YOU, wdLeon! war OF COURSE, 17'S HIM? Pnot Hid, weLEOD f LOOK! THERE'S THE WoT 7H/S GUY! CAR 2 BAGS HE'S GOT A HEAD JUST RADIOED IN THAT iW THAT BAG! I KNOW 172g | THEY GOT YOUR MANIAC La FEM MINUTES AGC... T unzip THe SATCHEL, THE ROUND BLACK SPHERE MOANS OUT ONTO THE GUTTER... Ly YOU, ..YOU BETTER GIVE ME ‘our BUN MCLEOD, jo wou ) ( Dean pe. esos rmnce sono tao on a czas gest aa aes ett ee ey ates Ci == rae | eS eee CP S * = i VAP | hi LIME A.DEATH KNELL....'” =DUCH A BLOW, MY FRIEND! BUT THE WORDS OF THE DOCTOR GETTING YOU HAVE TO FACE IT, Joser ) 46 Py YOU ARE \ KRuse! 7 oe ; on ileal : OLD... gz i "fr Was ACESPERATE SEARCH! PARIS...BERLIN.. MUNICH... if FOUND ABU SHAH! I TRAVELEO, TOO, WITH THE CARAVAN AND WE ROME...{ BIG CITIES AND HAMLETS HOPELE: UNTIL THAT WERE SOON FRIENDS... ER...FRIENOLY RIVALS! FOR WE COMPETED. NIGHT IN- CAIRO... BEFORE NIGHTLY CAMPFIRES!* z Va HE IS OF PHENOMENAL HE 1S OLO, BUT STRONG STRENGTH! ALWAYS HE AS A BULL? 3 LIVES IN SAHARA... YOU CAN FIND HIM WITH CARAVAN OF SHEIK PAZAH! VY Two KNOTS! ANC THE BAR WAS 50, MY FRIENDS! THICKER THAN YOU HAVE EXAMINED THE STEEL BARS AND NOW... (UGH!) A THE EVENTS OF THE NIGHT WERE STRANGE AND ALARMING! IN FACT THEY WERE... =, a \ ( yy ~ U/ | ‘ 0? WE'RE READY, EDMUNOS! Suooenty, tHe coor To We EXPERIMENTAL LABORATORY Is THRUST OPEN... ow’ reucH Lock ‘em UP IN Yas Ten MINUTES LATER... ANYTHING THAT ROOM, =f. ic You Fools. YOU'VE UPSET A CRUCIAL EXPERIMENT! KEEP THE RADIO TUNED l TO THE POLICE BROAD- BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR A oy cASTs! f GREEN SEDAN. TWO THIEVES @| E ' "| JUST HELO UP THE RADIAL &% LABORATORY AT WESTHAM! THEIR DESCRIPTION |5 AS FOLLOWS. THEY'LL NEVER FIGURE ; URANIUM THIEVES MAY BE & ey TURN COWN WE TOOk ROUTE N2ZA/ lear ¥ DING SOUTH ON ROUT si mx THIS ROAD! : 112A/ COVER THE INTERSECTION ~ OF 112A WITH CUMBERLAND RoAD! THEY'LL NEVER THINK CAR 420! OF COVERING THE SECONDARY ROADS! CAR 420/ HEAD DOWN ROUTE 140 IT! WE'LL TO INTERSECTION WITH SECONDARY ROAD FROM WESTHAM! f TAKE THG RADIO, YOU IDIOT. IT'6 THE ONLY WA CAN DOp ATTENTION, CONSTABLE SMITHERS! URANIUM THIEVES REPORTED HEADED TOWARDS VILLAGE OF ULSTER ON FOOT / THEY ARE ARMED! WE CAN STAY HERE UNTIL THEY GET TIREC OF , Ba LOOKIN FOR Us’ CAR 721! CAR 721! PATROLMEN ROBERTS ANO JASON... PROCEED ON FOOT To! ARWELL'S CAVE! gall THE CAVE! MAYBE THIEVES MAY Be A. THERE'S ANOTHER HIDING OUT THERE! , LET'S HEAD IMTO PWH-WHAT'S HAPPEN- : AIDING OUT! ING? I-I FEEL THE CAVE’ AWFULLY DIZZY ae ach... OTHER Ex/T/ fist THEN, THEY CAME To AN THERE'S NOTHIN’ BUT NING... oPe i SPACE OUT THERE! h I. WAS AERAIO OF THAT, OF IT, PROFESSOR! WE PICKED OFFICER! WE WERE UP THE THIEVES’ TRAIL! THEY CONDUCTING AN WERE HEADING INTO THE ig? EXPERIMENT INTO AN lOODS NEAR WESTHAM / UNEX| ‘EO HEN THE TRACKS JU. VAMISHED! ny poe INTO THE MIDOLE oF IT! THAT'S WHERE FOR YEARS ROSS HAD PEERED INTO HIS CRYSTAL GALL AND PRETENDED HE COULO READ ” FAE FUTURE! BUT THIS TIME THERE REALLY WAS SOMETHING THERE To SEE/ Ross! GET GOING/ I-I'M NOT SURE! “SN | ALL I SEE IS YOUR PHONY WE JUST SWINOLED A BUT I THINK I’M SEEING CRYSTAL BALL! WHAT ARE GUY OUT OF HIS LIFE'S SOMETHING THAT YOU TALKING ABOUT2 SAVINGS WITH YOUR HASN'T HAPPENED YET! ae SWAMI ACT, REMEMBER? SOMETHING THAT'S WHAT'S WRONG? GO/NG TO HAPPEN! Sa I COULDN'T BE = MISTAKEN ABOUT THAT JACKET YOu'RE WEARING! l ACTUALLY SAW THE FUTURE! YOU'D JUST KILLED ] | ARE You TRYING To A MAN, AND THE SAY YOU'VE TURNED POLICE WERE ABOUT] JINTO A REAL SWAMI TO GRAB you! ALL OF A SUDDEN@ DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH! WHAT'S e—q THE GAG2Z THAT'S BETTER! YOU WERE ‘ALWAYS SPINELESS FOR A CON MAN/ LET'S GO BEFORE THAT GUY GETS SMART AND HOLLERS FOR THE POLICE! WE HAVEN'T GOT TIME POR HYSTERICS! YOU - IMAGINED [T/ IT'S TRUE! YOU'RE GOING TON] JX SNAP OUT OF 117 KILL SOMEONE! I SAW ITS J) fmm pone MES

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