Trueman Bradley - Aspie Detective
“I said. “What?” asked Mr. Sal Valle, my driver. Sal was driving me to the Professional Detective’s Convention. We had started our drive in front of my office on Reade Street. We had turned left onto Greenwich Street and were now turning right onto Murray Street. Our destination, the Sentinel Hotel, was near the end of Murray Street. “Three dogs, sixteen women and forty-nine men,” I said. “What are you talking about?” asked Sal. “On Greenwich Street,” I said. “On the area of Greenwich Street tha...t is between Reade Street and Murray Street I counted three dogs, sixteen women and forty-nine men. I’m glad there were no bicycles on the sidewalk. They startle me. And it is illegal in New York City to ride a bicycle on the sidewalk.” “Why are you counting people on the street?” he asked. “Because now I know how many people are on that area of Greenwich Street. Next time I come this way I’ll know what to expect. I get nervous if I don’t know what to expect.” “Well, there won’t always be the same number of people on the street, you know,”MoreLess
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