"They--they were going to give me a job, they said. And before I knew
it they were taking my clothes off, and then you came in--"
"Are you a virgin?" she asked.
The girl shook her head. "No. Not really. There was this fellow back
home--he said he loved me. But I only did it with him once. And then I
came to New York. But--oh, I'm all frightened now! Did you kill them?"
"I killed them," Laura said. "Stone dead. Get your clothes on and get
out of here, now. Go back home to that boyfriend of yours and marry
him. And if anyone asks you, you were never here."
The girl nodded and hastily began to dress. Laura walked to the
telephone at Spinelli's desk. She dialed the operator.
"Give me the police," she said.