 Where can I reach him? Where can I find Joe? Well, did you try his hotel? He's not there. Well, call Homicide. He's nowhere, Madge. What's wrong, Warren? There's no time to explain. Help me find him, please. I'll do what I can. At my office. Don't forget, at my office. Before ten. I kept on calling. Everywhere. Every bar he'd ever had a drink. His favorite restaurants. Even the Turkish bath where he played handball and got his rub down. Joe was nowhere.