CHAPTER TEN
JUDY BURTON, said the card on the hospital room door. This must be it, thought Mike, knocking softly. A girl's voice, low and cool, came from the other side of the door: "Come in," it said.
Mike opened the door, saw Tim Huntley sitting on a chair next to the steel bed, talking to the astoundingly pretty girl who lay there, covered in white. So that's Judy Burton, Mike said to himself. No wonder the kid had been so anxious, so eager to protect her -- the girl was a knockout. What kind of hard-luck story was it, Mike wondered, that had a girl like this as the main character, and in the role of a prostitute at that?
Tim got up from his seat when he saw Mike, rushed across the room to shake his hand. "Hi, Lieutenant," he said. "Glad to see you. Judy," he said, turning to the gir
