“You agreed to that?”
“I agreed to the employment in as much as he and his partner were willing to follow my instructions in the matter.”
Pearson frowned. “Just what do you mean by that, Mr. Macklin?”
Macklin drew himself up. “There were many ways to proceed in the matter. I am not merely a functionary. If Mr. Fletcher wanted me to follow some prearranged plan of his own, he was in the wrong place. The way I work, if someone has a problem, I like to analyze it and present them with a solution. If I can’t do that, I don’t want the job. I know from experience that trying to implement someone else’s plan of action is never advisable Something always comes up they didn’t plan for. Better to start from scratch and devise your own plan that covers all eventualities.”
“Which is what you did in this case?”
“Absolutely.”
“And Mr. Fletcher agreed to your terms?”
“Yes, he did.”
“And what did you instruct Mr. Fletcher to do?”
“I told him to withdraw five hundred dollars from the bank in twenty dollar bills. I ascertained from him when his secretary would be out to lunch and arranged to come to his office then.”
“Which you did?”
“Yes, I did.”
“And when was that?”
“The next day. Friday, April 30th at 12:30 P.M.”
“And what happened at that time?”
“I met with Mr. Fletcher and Mr. Lowery. Mr. Fletcher gave me the five hundred dollars in twenty dollar bills. I sat at his desk and copied the serial numbers from the twenty dollar bills into my notebook.”
“Is that the same notebook that you have there?”
“Yes, it is.”
“And are the serial numbers still written in your notebook?”
“Yes, they are.”
“How many serial numbers have you written down?”
“Do you want me to count them?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Very well. One moment.” There was a pause while Macklin counted up the numbers. “There are twenty-five.”
“Twenty-five serial numbers?”
“That’s right.”
“All from twenty dollar bills?”
“Yes, of course. Five hundred dollars in twenty dollar bills.”
“Thank you. Let me have the notebook, Mr. Macklin. Your Honor, I ask that this be marked for Identification as People’s Exhibit Number One.”
“So ordered.”
There was a pause while the court reporter marked the notebook.
“Now then, Mr. Macklin,” Pearson said. “After you had written down the serial numbers, what did you do with the twenty dollar bills?”
“I gave them back to Mr. Fletcher.”
“And what did he do with them?”
“He put them in the petty cash box, and put the petty cash box in the petty cash drawer.”
“In your presence?”
“In my presence.”
“Was anyone else present at the time?”
“Yes, sir. Mr. Lowery.”
“Mr. Lowery was present when you gave the money back to Mr. Fletcher?”
“Yes, he was.”
“Mr. Lowery was present when Mr. Fletcher put the money in the petty cash box.”
“Yes, he was.”
“And the money Mr. Fletcher put in the petty cash box-was that the same money you gave back to him?”
“Yes, it was.”
“The same twenty dollar bills?”
“That is correct.”
“Mr. Fletcher didn’t put some of those twenty dollar bills aside and substitute some twenty dollar bills of his own?”
“No, he did not.”
“You’re certain on that?”
“Absolutely.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“I’m a trained observer. That’s my job.”
“You saw Mr. Fletcher put the twenty dollar bills that you had given him in the petty cash drawer?”
“Yes, I did.”
Pearson smiled. “Thank you very much, Mr. Macklin. And was that the only time you were in the office of F. L. Jewelry?”
“No. I was there the next Monday.”
“Can you tell us what happened on that occasion?”
“Certainly. I met Mr. Fletcher and Mr. Lowery on the street in front of their office building at eight-thirty that morning.”
“And what happened then?”
“They went up and unlocked the office.”
“Who unlocked the office?”
“Mr. Fletcher.”
“What happened then?”
“We went in and Mr. Fletcher took the petty cash box out of the petty cash drawer. He opened it and examined the contents. I’m not allowed to tell you what he said, am I?”
“No. Only what you personally observed or did. So, never mind what Mr. Fletcher told you. But after he counted the money in the petty cash drawer, what did you do then?”
“We waited in the office till Miss Dearborn arrived.”
“And when was that?”
“Approximately nine o’clock.”
“And what happened when Miss Dearborn arrived?”
“I identified myself as a private detective and-”
“One moment. Am I to assume you had never seen her before?”
“That’s right.”
“I’m sorry. Please continue.”
“Well, like I say, I identified myself as a private detective and I asked her to empty her purse.”
“Did she do so?”
“Not at first.”
“Why was that?”
“As to why, I couldn’t tell you. The fact is, she didn’t want to open her purse. She wanted to know what was going on. Mr. Fletcher explained the situation to her-again, I understand I’m not allowed to say what he said. But he talked to her, and afterwards she agreed to let me look in her purse. I examined the money in her wallet and found she had four twenty dollar bills. I compared them to the serial numbers in my notebook.”
“With what result?”
“Two of the serial numbers matched.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because I have the bills right here.” Macklin reached in his jacket pocket again, took out an envelope. He pulled two bills from the envelope. “I have one bill, serial number K30914335A and another bill, serial number B80632833D.”
“Your Honor, I ask that these bills be marked for identification as Peoples’ Exhibits Two-A and Two-B.”
“So ordered.”
When the bills had been marked for identification, Pearson smiled and said, “These are the bills that you took from the wallet of the defendant on the morning of Monday, May 3rd?”
“Yes, they are.”
“And they match two of the serial numbers that you had written down in your notebook in the office on April 30th, the notebook that has been marked for identification as People’s Exhibit One?”
“Yes, they do.”
Pearson smiled. “Thank you, Mr. Macklin. That’s all.”
Steve Winslow got to his feet. “Mr. Macklin, you testified to being a trained observer, is that right?”
“Yes, it is.”
“I think you also testified that you saw Mr. Fletcher put the twenty dollar bills in the petty cash box, is that right?”
“Yes, it is.”
“He gave you the twenty dollar bills?”
“Yes, he did.”
“You wrote the serial numbers down and gave them back to him?”
“Yes, I did.”
“He took those twenty dollar bills and put them in the petty cash drawer?”
“That’s right.”
“Twenty-five twenty dollar bills?”
“That is correct.”
“You counted them?”
“He counted them and I counted them.”
“And there were twenty-five?”
“Yes, there were.”
“So when you said earlier in response to Mr. Pearson’s question that you didn’t know how many serial numbers you had written down, you would have to count them, that was incorrect?”
Macklin’s smile was somewhat superior. “Not at all,” he said. “I meant exactly what I said. I had not counted the serial numbers. Nor had I numbered them. I had counted the bills, and knew them to be twenty-five. And I had written down the serial numbers for those bills, so I could assume I had written down twenty-five numbers. But I’m not allowed to testify to what I assume. Only what I know.”