Broadway's My Beat: The Eve Hunter Murder Case (EP5008)

The Great Detectives of Old Time Radio| Daily Mystery Dramas - Adam Graham|Old Time Radio Detective Host

A detective investigates the murder of Eve Hunter in 1992 New York City, uncovering a web of jealousy and obsession tied to a Spanish bullfighter. The case unfolds across Harlem, Broadway, and a hotel, revealing hidden m

Key takeaways

• Murder linked to a famous bullfighter

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The of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're going to bring you this week's episode of the Eve Hunter Murder Case. But first, I want to encourage you, if you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software. And today's program is brought to you in part by the financial support of our listeners. You can support the show on a one-on basis support. Great detectives. net. And thank you to Samantha for supporting the show that way you can also become one of our ongoing Patreon supporters for as little as two dollars per month just go to patreon dot great detectives dot net I want to welcome hirk as our latest patreon supporter at the detective sergeant level of seven dollars and fourteen cents or more per month thanks so much for your support now from March 8th 1992 here is the eve hunter case Broadway's my beat from time square to Columbus Circle, the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world. The pallor of the long day ebbs finally from Broadway what had been sallow and gray is a sudden scarlet where drabness was where surfaces were drained of color there's a glitter now silvery darted through with splinters of neon light and at this edge of twilight the shock gathers waits for the revelers were drained of color there's a glitter now silvery darted through with splinters of neon light and at this edge of twilight the shock gathers waits for the revelers the sighing the sowing wind draws them into it one by one. In the long corridors from hall bedrooms from the embrace of solitude. They drift, they run, they whirl to the dancing of the wind. And shock waits. And shock comes. And answer a call from Spanish Harlem in the barrio in a room of cracked and dusting plaster. It is lured in grotesque and somehow of a piercing and dread beauty. A dwarf who sits, a dwarf who sits, a dwarf who sits, a dwarf who's a dwarf who's a dwarf whois. A dwarf who's a dwarf who's on a cop carrying from his guitar a savage lament, tears in the furrows of his earthen face, for the girl at his feet, for the dead girl at his feet. I'm from the police, is this your place? You hear me? I said I was from the police. I want you to tell me what happened here. Put that thing down and listen to me. Who are you? Look at it, look at this badge. See, police. That's right, police. Tell me about it. Tell me about it. You live here? It's the showroom? This girl. That's right, Marte dead. You kill her? You kill her? You kill her? Yes. You kill her? Yes. No, no I don't understand. Well, Valdez, they put you on this too? Yeah, the call just came through from headquarters to Harlem Precinct. They set me over, I thought maybe I could help you. You can, he doesn't speak English. You talk to him, Valdez. Girls are beauty, Danny. Why does it have to happen to a beautiful girl like we stick bulls with those things? Talk to them, Valdez. You get something, that's the people. The moment, Maria, he was already of a bandarie, a moirter, I will pay for one, how do it, yeah, see, that's fair. What is that is it, what is that? What is that is the one centil, of the ere? What's that is the one centil, of the ere? What no? What's that's what's what's going to do? You get something, this man? This man, to work. This man, this man, this man, this man, this to work. This man, this is to work. This man, this is to work. This man, this is to work. This man, this is to work. This man, this is to work. This man, this is to work. It's a sword carrier for one scinto the most brilliant madadors of myel l'lefo of Sevilleia scinto the me no d'Ance just tell me about it's in this country Danny he just came here from Seville he's on his way to fight in Mexico the Spanish language papers have been headlining it ever since he got he this man is proud of his troop yes sword carrier Danny the driver's driver's license and the girl's first identify I want to hear that one carried, to live Barcelona, Madrid. Where is that he is this, is too, is this time in the plaza, to raise the sun. He says she belonged to one scinto also, wherever he went in Spain, wherever he fought, she was there. Ask him if this is Cento's room, if the Cento was here. Is the quarter of Cinto? Is that the Cinto? Is that the Cinto? Is that the Cinto? to sinto. Where is sinto? Yes, in the hotel lorma, with his spous, conicos, he'll be the poterado. This is his room, Danny. It's not good enough for scintos. Sintos at the hotel, loma, with his wife and manager. Ask him what happened. What's here here, this case, he's... what passed on the day is the head on the head on the word that is the way that's your my know he says he came home he says there's death and it's ended found the girl like that that's all we'll get out of kadis the soid carrier of one cento you help you elders thanks now get him to headquarters and leave there and out into the streets of the mild evening and briefly let it over you a special corner of the world, the Mario, blooded now with sounds of restlessness, a beginning spring, and lost memories from another time, and shake it off and make a phone call to the residents of a murdered girl, Eve Hunter. No answer. So to the squad car and the drive downtown to Park Avenue near 70th, to the Lorma Hotel. The doorman with medals opens a door with grill work, and the clerk to the carnation smiles the smile taught by the management, and gives you one sinto sweet number in the tenth floor. Juan. Oh, the face of the woman who opens the door holds disappointment and dark beauty. I am very sorry. I thought it was my husband, Juan. But then, how could I think that since one would not knock? My name is Danny Clover. And I am Senor Efelin, so please come me. May I ask you whether your husband is