The Bid for Freedom

Get this and get it straight. Crime is a sucker's road. Those who travel it wind up in the gut of the prison of the grave. This time a twisted mind, a whole cut in a wire fence, and a corpse in a sawroom.

All added up to freedom. But only for the one who had it coming. From the pen of Raymond Tranfer, outstanding author of Crime Fiction, comes his most famous character in... The Adventures of Philip Marlow.

Now with Gerald Moore, starred as Philip Marlow, So we bring you tonight's exciting story, The Bed for Freedom. Never say this. When you worry over your bank statement, then HUD your office phone from nine to five anxious for business, nothing happens.

But the minute you decide you'll get rich another day, chuck the puny balance sheet into a bottom drawer and make plans, you want it. And that was exactly the way it played when it's three o'clock on the kind of slate gray afternoon that makes the beckoning Santa Fe Railroad vacation billboards look a little more

so. I left a note on my office door and headed outside and across the street for some real Hungarian goulage. Very good today, Goulage. The second after a waiter disappeared into the kitchen with my order, she was standing at my elbow.

Not quite young, not quite pretty, not quite blonde. And when she spoke, not quite sure of what she was going to say next. You... you're Mr. Philip Marlow, aren't you? I mean, the private detective was offices across the street.

Yeah, that's right. My name is Helen Asher. No. I have to find someone. You do that kind of work, don't you? Finding people I mean? That all depends, Ms. Asher. Of course you have to find.