Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for February 28, 2018

“Winrock” …?

The cooks need to be asked how they dispose of the toxic parts of the blowfish.

Good morning™, political drop-ins

I’ve decided that today’s strip marks the beginning of Act 2, as the action transitions from the Pepper’s restaurant to the Winrock mansion.

I hope this part of the story coming up won’t initiate political discussions.

Just don’t snack on anything when you get there, Tracy.

“Hello. Dick Tracy, Metro Police. I’d like to ask you some questions.”

“OK.”

“Did you poison Simon Stagg?”

“No.”

“OK. That’s all I have…”

For those who care (or are keeping track): at least one Simon Stagg from a multiverse is up to no good in DC Comics “The Terrifics”. Ah well, one down, 51 to go…

If Tracy gets lucky, the mayor will have the fugu prepared by the same guy who made Simon Stagg’s.

Well, I just got back the standard reply of “We don’t discuss members with other members” from my request to undo Gweedo’s ban. This is the response I sent back.

“Hello,

I’m perfectly ok with you not discussing other members with me. I don’t particularly want you to discuss other members with me, not even my old pal, Gweedo. I just want the ban against Gweedo to be lifted. Once you’ve done that, you’ll never hear from me on this subject again, not even a note of thanks unless you indicate you’d like that.

Thank you,"

And then I signed my name and email address.

I don’t think an expensive political fund-raiser at the Winrock Mansion would allow a gumshoe to drop in uninvited, not even a big-time, downtown gumshoe. Wouldn’t be proper and seemly, you know. No invite, no entry!

Of course, Tracy makes his own rules….

I never knew Tracy and Sam’s coats were so intimate.

I notice that Tracy is planning to go alone – probably to keep Sam out of any political trouble.