Bob called up his younger brother Cecil. Hello, said Cecil. Cecil it's your big brother Bob do you know Detective Charlie Florence he lives by you in Long Beach and I need him to help me find Viola she's missing, said Bob. Viola missing what happened? Asked Cecil. I don't know she was supposed to pick me up from the train this morning but she wasn't there, said Bob. Well Detective Charlie lives around the block from me he was once a gangster well he is both he is a detective by day and a gangster by night, said Cecil. Ok he sounds like he can take down Fat Tony, said Bob. Oh yes I'm certain he is very scary looking, said Cecil. It's a deal, said Bob hanging up the phone he got in his jacket went in his car and drove away. He was at Long Beach at Charlie's house where he was going to meet Cecil. Glad you could make it Bob Charlie is a very good detective and he is strong too, said Cecil. Bob rang the doorbell. Excuse me are you here for Detective Florence? Asked the woman who answered the door. Yes we are, said Bob. The woman guided them into Charlie's office. Hello there, said Charlie. Bob took a good look at the detective he had a big scar on his face this guy looked tough he even was sharpening a knife. Hi nice to meet you, said Bob. Well what is your problem Bob and Cecil? Asked Charlie. Oh it's not my problem it's about my brother Bob, said Cecil. Bob what happened? Asked Charlie. My wife disappeared today and I'm not kidding last night she drove me to the train station I was supposed to expect her this morning but her car was there she didn't run away I suppose, said Bob. Did you do something wrong? Asked Charlie. No we stole a man's violin because he stole my great grandfather's watch from me in a card game so as revenge I stole his childhood violin when he was a little boy he was my friend but he betrayed me here are some pictures of me and him take a good look because you use to be a gangster, said Bob. Charlie looked at all the pictures. Oh yes Fat Tony I remember him I use to do jobs for him sometimes he still lives in that mansion it's very beautiful, said Charlie. He could have kidnapped your wife, said Charlie. That bastard how dare he near Christmas if he hurts her he won't see the new year I promise you that, said Bob. Hey Bob I remember you, you were on the Krusty the Clown show what happened? Asked Charlie. It's a long story, said Bob. Okay you think Fat Tony stole your wife it could have been anybody, said Charlie. I'll search all the people in Springfield, said Charlie. While they searched all over town they finally got to Fat Tony's mansion. Charlie rang the doorbell of the mansion. A man answered the door in a violet suit and tie and black hair and brown eyes smoking a cigarette Charlie knew who this was it was Johnny Tightlips who didn't say anything and was always quiet and a tough man. Johnny knew exactly who this man was too it was Charlie Florence he could tell by the big scar on his face. Excuse me is Fat Tony home? Asked Charlie. No he went to Atlantic City to discuss his business I'm just a guard and know nothing, said Johnny he knew what Charlie was after but wouldn't let him in the house. Okay I was just interested, said Charlie exiting Charlie knew by the look on Johnny's face that he was going to beat him up or worse kill him. So what did he say? Asked Bob. He said Fat Tony's in Atlantic City and he wouldn't let me in so will have to sneak in tomorrow night, said Charlie. Call my wife because were all sleeping over were going to help you and so is Charlie, said Cecil. Alright I didn't expect company but thanks for helping me, said Bob. No problem will save your wife I promise, said Charlie.