A hard-nosed detective thinks he’s uncovered either a con man — or a serial killer. Now the clock is ticking, and neither he nor the clairvoyant can tell who will be believed when the deadline arrives. In a city where fate keeps its own schedule, truth becomes the most dangerous deadline of all.
 
“Come on, sport, I’m a Detective! I figured, the bell tower is where it will happen but you don’t know the guy from Adam so the only way to find him is to hope he passes the bell tower on a regular basis and what better time than lunchtime? So sure ’nuff the day after I saw you in the library I came down here at noon and who do I see? You, you old dog!”