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time check into that?"
"They assumed that the killer was a stranger, a vagrant who made his escape by
running down the alley," Mallory explained. "The alley used to run all the way
to Mott Street. Mott Street wasn t one of the nicer neighborhoods back then,
O Shea and Ryan, the lead investigators at the time, were convinced the killer
was from Mott Street."
"Because almost everyone who lived there at the time had names that ended with
vowels," Shawn supplied with an accusing glance.
"Yes," Mallory reluctantly admitted. "Mott Street was known for small time
numbers running and a lot of wanna be thugs. I didn t buy the theory, the boys
from Mott Street wanted to be wise guys, they might hijack a truck and run
illegal gambling but assaulting a girl wasn t their style. If the killer did
use the alley, I figured he jumped on the subway. There is a stop not far from
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where the alley let out."
"They ignored the people who were close to her because they didn t like the
boys who lived on the next block?" Carey groaned.
"That is the way things ran in those days," Mallory grimly informed her.
"That would explain the men they brought in for questioning, everyone lived on
Mott Street and had an Italian last name," Brian supplied knocking on Eileen
Shavers door. They waited a few moments before Brian knocked once again only
louder this time.
"Hold your water!" Was shouted from inside and Mallory snickered. They
continued to wait listening to shuffling and the steady stream of curses being
muttered before the sounds of several locks clicking open greeted them. "Jack
Mallory, I knew you couldn t stay away," the elderly woman taunted the former
policeman moving her walker aside and allowing the group to enter her quaint
apartment. "Finally come to your senses and decided to sweep me off my feet?"
She wheezed as she shuffled across the room and took a seat.
Shawn cleared her throat as the dank aroma of stale cigarette smoke assaulted
her. "Sit, you re making me nervous," she barked as she lit up a cigarette.
"Unless we re going dancing?" She continued to tease the man with a wry smirk.
Shawn suppressed a laugh knowing that the retired schoolteacher was gay.
"Anytime, Miss Shavers," Jack teased in response as the group, with the
exception of Shawn, took a seat. The retired schoolteacher glanced at the
psychic for a brief moment before snickering under her breath.
"What about you young man?" She teased Brian. "Think you could keep up with
me?"
"No, I honestly don t," Brian confessed with a slight stammer.
"Miss Shavers," Carey brightly cut in before the older woman could further
torment her ex-husband. "As you ve probably guessed we are here because of
Hester Moscovich."
 She loves playing with them, Shawn heard a voice echo. She smiled over at
Eileen spying the figure loaming over her.  All the boys loved her and she
belonged to you, Shawn silently responded to the misty apparition.
"Tell me you finally caught the sick bastard who hurt that girl," Eileen
demanded as she glared up at Jack.
"We re looking into the case," Carey carefully responded.
"No," Eileen sniffed. "One, two, three cops and you," she added pointing
towards Shawn. "You re on to something."
"How did you know I m not a cop?" Shawn taunted the woman who lit another
cigarette.
"Because you don t look like you have a stick shoved up your ass like these
three do," Eileen boasted as she blew out a puff of smoke. Brian s jaw dropped
while Carey and Mallory smiled at the elderly woman s commentary.
"I like her," Carey chuckled. "Yes, we do have some new information. What can
you tell us about that night? Anything you can recall would be very helpful."
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"Recall?" Eileen snorted with disgusted. "I ll never forget the sound of that
poor girl screaming. I still hear it sometimes at night."
"How did you hear her?" Carey pressed. "This apartment is way in back of the
building."
"Back then at that time of night the streets were quiet," Eileen bristled.
"Not like today with all those damn boom boxes and everyone shouting into
those freaking cell phones. Nope back in those days you could get a decent
night sleep, except when George and Mona got all hot and heavy. Those two
humped like animals. You d think that fat bastard was god s gift to women."
Shawn suppressed a laugh as Mallory smiled over at Eileen while Carey and
Brian gaped at her. "Uhm, getting back to the night of September 13, 1955,"
Carey stammered with a shake of her head. "What exactly did you hear and when
did you hear it?"
"I ll never forget that night," Eileen began sadly extinguishing her cigarette
and instantly sparking another one. "I was asleep it was just after ten, I
remember looking at the clock when I woke up."
"What woke you up?" Carey pressed as Brian reviewed Eileen s original
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