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L.A. Noire Walkthrough Part 45: "The Silk Stocking Murder" (5 of 7)

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Fleischer: The captain is waiting for you downstairs with Pinker.

Man 1: Yeah, I'm thinking of moving off to a .45. I want to put him down on one round.

Man 2: Well, you don't see that every day.

Man 3: Son, you're a couple of sleeps short of a 40.

Man 4: That bum took a swipe at me.

Captain Donnelly: Boys- come on in. Phelps, have you met Finis Brown?

Phelps: Please to meet you sir

Finis: This information is confidential and doesn't leave this room.

Pinker: The new letter was left in the back seat of a cab. The driver thinks it was put through the window and not left by a customer.

Finis: We're checking all his fares back twenty four hours regardless.

Captain Donnelly: Good.

Pinker: Like the previous letters, it has been assembled from headlines and type from the Times and Examiner, then glued to an envelope.

Phelps: What is the other note?

Pinker: This one, that's also new. A poem - hand-typed.

Phelps: Do you mind if I take a look?

Pinker: Go ahead. We've been over both documents pretty carefully. They've been wiped with gasoline so there's no chance of prints.

Phelps: That's the message from the Celine Henry case.

Heap upon thy soul, by virtue of this curse . . .

Finis: That's why we called you in.

Pinker: Do you think it's original?

Phelps: Not unless he's a genius.

Galloway: You like this nut job's poem?

Phelps: No, I like Shelley. It was written at least 100 years ago.

Galloway: Shelley? Sure,I knew that.

Captain Donnelly: You see, Finis? I told you this lad was a bright boy.

Finis: Sure, but what has it got to do with the case?

Phelps: "Prometheus Unbound." Prometheus was a titan, a superhuman character who defied the gods to bring fire to humanity.

Galloway: The Dahlia guy believes he's superman?

Phelps: Your guess is as good as mine. One thing for sure is that he is educated. What about the link to the Henry case?

Captain Donnelly: He could have got the wording from the papers. As you said, he is fiendishly clever and takes pleasure in taunting us. What's happening with the Maldonado case?

Galloway: We have the husband in custody. We haven't interviewed him yet.

Captain Donnelly: Well upstairs then, lads, and see if we can break him.

Man 5: Is somebody going to tell us what the hell is going on?

Man 6: [inaudible 00:02:57] were stripped off me at the Grand Jury. Case got thrown out. Now the DA wants . . .

Phelps: Improved your attitude, Angel?

Angel: What do you want me to say? I was with Antonia the night she died, but she left the apartment. That was the last time I saw her.

Phelps: So your wife paid you a visit last night. What time was that?

Angel: Late. Around midnight, maybe? She didn't stay long.

Phelps: You're lying, Angel. You went after her. I think you killed her.

Angel: You're out of your mind. My brother will tell you I was at home.

Phelps: We have a witness who confirms that you were arguing, that your wife ran out, that you followed her and didn't come back.

Angel: I know this looks bad, but it's not true. We argued, all right. But she went out and I went out after her, and she jumped in a car on the corner.

Phelps: There was a car waiting for her? Can you describe the driver?

Angel: Not the driver - it was too dark. But the car, it was a brown Ford coupe.

Phelps: You and your wife weren't getting along. She was divorcing you. Is that why you killed her?

Angel: We fought, yeah, but we weren't getting a divorce.

Phelps: I don't believe you, Angel. She'd been granted a decree nisi. She pushed you too far and you lashed out.

Angel: I told you - I wouldn't accept a divorce.

Phelps: The judge had set a date. You were going to be paraded in front of the whole city for your cruelty to her, Angel.

Angel: Antonia . . . oh, Jesus. She came in drunk, out of her mind. She doesn't normally drink. She was looking around in her bag, said she wanted to serve me some papers. Me, her own husband. So I slapped her down, and she ran out. And that's the truth.

Phelps: What size shoe do you wear, Angel?

Angel: Size eight. What difference does that make?

Phelps: When we found your wife her jewelry had been removed. Was she wearing her religious medallion last night?

Angel: Sure, she always wore that.

Phelps: What about the charm bracelet? Was she wearing that?

Angel: You know about that? She never wore it. She didn't like the message. She kept it locked up in that box of hers.

Phelps: Your wife has been brutally murdered. So how do you explain your shirt being covered in blood?

Angel: You found that? I cut myself shaving.

Phelps: Angel, I'm not going to waste any more time on this. Give me something or I'm going to have you charged.

Angel: My brother, Hipolito - he said some bad things about Antonia last night. So I had to sock him one. We got into it.

Phelps: Keep talking.

Angel: She said she came from the El Dorado Bar.

Phelps: And?

Angel: It's not one of my places. We used to buy fruit at the market down the street, but the creep there was always running his eyes all over my wife.

Phelps: What's the name of this fruit market?

Angel: Just Picked Fruit. Ord Street, Downtown.

Phelps: One last question, Angel. Do the words "kiss the blood" mean anything to you?

Angel: No. Sounds sick to me.

Phelps: You're not in the clear by any means, Angel. You're going back into a cell. You should think about whether you have anything else you need to share with us.

Man 7: Let's get out of here.

Phelps: You drive. I need to go over the case notes.

Galloway: Fine. Where are we headed?

Phelps: You don't think it's strange that all these murders are happening to girls who've been out drinking?

Galloway: No, no. A broad drinks. She gets a bit tight. She starts mouthing off. This leads to that, and she ends up in an alleyway. It's a sad story but this town has seen it play out a thousand times, Cole.

Phelps: Why don't you want to see a connection here?

Galloway: Because there are perfectly good, real-life suspects for every one of these murders. We don't need to go looking for the monster under the bed.

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