The Deadly Fight

William Gargon stars as Barry Craig, confidential investigator. The fellow in their driver's seat is always much better off, folks. Especially if it's the Mogg wagon. 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. A thing that defeats a confidential operator is his heart. I don't mean to wear a tear that comes of chasing creeps around the landscape. Heart. Mean the way you get involved emotionally with a case or a client.

Like a doctor gets involved with a patient or fights not to. Be human-aid. You go for it with a tear in your eye and a throb in your throat. And you're no longer working for a fee.

No, sir. You're a dedicated sucker. My guy wasn't the case of Boxa Doyle, a ring champ of his day. My first introduction to the strange Boxa Doyle story began in a Times Square penny arcade.

I'd stopped in for two bits worth of practice on the rifle range. And so I could check on whether a punchy looking guy and Eisenhower jacket had been dogging it after me as I suspected he was.

The Eisenhower jacket was watching my marksmanship fall eyes. I can shoot okay, our friend. Yeah, both eye every time. There's a fly squatting on your ear. What do I do? I said you were good. You don't have to prove anything. 46th and Park and West of Broadway then South to here. Why so attached to me friend? I was making

up my mind about whether you were the guy for the job, Craig. And I'm throwing my business your way right on the rifle I tell you I can't wait to hear only an hour's work nothing complicated everything on the up and up so much for the preamble you represent me confidentially in an auction sale at the Phoenix