Murder in Wax

William Gargon stars as Barry Craig, confidential investigator. One kind of pre-lodging that leaves everyone cold folks is when it's yours by courtesy of the city more. The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargon in another transcribed drama of mystery and adventure with America's number one detective, Barry Craig, confidential investigator.

Barry Craig speaking. There's one little thing a grandfather that's investigating has in common with a cruel or a tap dancer. Bally, who? You can't get enough of them. The right kind of publicity breaks with pictures matched in your fees, die rockets.

Even better than money, you promote your pick of jobs, scoop off the cream. I wangled me a break like that. A lady reporter, Mona Gale, assigned to follow me around by the two-life picture magazine.

An elegant redhead, looking at Cameron and the notebook. She's been ordered to profile me, get the story of my life from a cradle to now. But the assignment had her missed, I could see. I wasn't important enough people for her.

Is there some point to this dreary hike you got me on, Mr. Craig? Yeah, there is. Tenement row near the dock. America's movie part. Out of it comes Governor, Stormlight is fucking. Look around you.

I have looked around me. Then start taking notes. Garfield Place. I was a kid on this spot. That's Rat Rat there. I played stick ball off the stilt. Go ahead, sister. Make with the pencil.

Must I? Potsterity will want to know. Are you naturally to stick, Mr. Gray? Are you naturally a snob? I'm tired. So have a seat. Air on the stilt. What's better than sitting? Grand view, huh?