Gambling Divorce and Murder Frank Mc Culloch

The big story You're the night click you just signed the register you just give me your money, okay? You're the guy Just tell me this how's the hunting in these parts you mean dear bear rabbit that kind of thing yeah Where can I get a 22 automatic pistol or rifle?

Chee I don't know all right. Tell me this I See a big full-page ad in the paper open house at Cal never ranch What's that? It's a big place out there in California border about 30 miles out.

They do it the opening of every season. Free drinks on a house, free meals, big grub, packed. Maybe that'll be even better than what did you say? Deers, fairs and rabbits? Yeah, that ought to be even better. Now I want a 22 rifle or automatic pistol. Now. Reno, Nevada. The story of a reporter who showed

that gambling and divorce can also mean murder. Reno, Nevada. The stories had actually happened. Frank McCullough's story as he lived it. The body was found slumped over the wheel of a Cadillac. A bullet having entered through the left temple and lodged in the brain. The necktie was drawn up tight against the throat.

He was identified by a local resident of the Lake Tahoe region, just inside the Nevada border, near California. Why, sure, Sheriff, everybody knows him. Name's Wenzel, owns a lot of property in these parts. Some say his riches creases.

Some say he didn't have a dime. Two feet from the rich or poor real estate dealer, on the floor of the car, was the casing from a 22-caliber shell. And on the seat next to him was a bag of sweet rolls, bought at the Alexa bakery near Lake Tahoe.