A sharp-eyed bluesuit riding in a patrol car spotted him coming out of Tiffany’s around one o’clock. The officer and his partner nailed him just as he was stopping a cab. A quick frisk revealed no weapon, but he was carrying a Tiffany box containing a pair of diamond earrings. Somewhere a woman was waiting for this murderous man. His name was Thomas Schumacher, or at least that’s what his ID said he was calling himself, and he was carrying a room key from the Regency. A hastily arranged search warrant for his hotel suite turned up nothing of interest. But the warrant also covered the hotel safe and there the detectives hit pay dirt: banded stacks of thousand-dollar bills and, more important, the murder weapon—locked in a velvet-lined carrying case. They had him cold. Schumacher understood that, and steadfastly refused any comment until he’d talked to his lawyer. When the lawyer got there, a lantern-jawed man named Jasper, a long consultation between attorney and client ended with Jasper’s indicating they were willing to talk about a deal.
