Charles decided he would try to find a way to notify the police that there was a murderer in the place. He saw a bobby at the corner, and hurried as fast as his one good leg would carry him toward the symbol of safety.

Charles reached out his hand and grabbed the shoulder of the officer. The officer turned and Charles screamed, it was Betsy, the woman from the whorehouse. Possibly if not probably the killer!

Charles yelped and fell backward his balance the victim of his aching foot. Betsy advanced withdrawing a stick from her belt. She proceeded to beat him viciously in the middle of the street. Charles was shocked at how strong she was, and horrified too. He had his wits till the end, when she landed a final blow on his head, crushing his skull much the way he had crushed the doll.