The Disappearance Of Mr Dizzel

Good evening. This is Ken Roberts, inviting you to listen to another adventure of Casey, crime photographer. Ace Cameraman, who covers the crime news of a great city. Our adventure for tonight. The disappearance of Mr. Dizell. Night. A quiet street of old conservative brownstone mansions.

On one of them, a small bronze sign bears the modest legend, Adam D'Zell, dealer and rare books, approaching this house but on the opposite side of the street. Doug, well, I enjoyed that movie. Them two fellows are funny.

Pretty good, all right, but half past lab is too late for us to be coming home here, I gotta be up cooking breakfast for Mr. D'Zell by seven in the morning. Yeah, we're both going to mmm.

Mr. Dazzell seems to be keeping Lee Dazzu's self tonight. Has the lights showing behind the blinds in his office? Yes, what was that? Somebody shooting guns. In our house, Mr. Dazzell's house! Somebody's busting out our door running down the steps.

Yes three men. Two of them is carrying the slide man. Yeah, they're getting in that automobile. Now you stay here, Lilla, I'm gonna... So you stay right here, till we find a policeman? Let me look for a policeman.

I see two of them coming in, Henry. They hurt them shots. Their cars getting away. What happened? He met in that next sedan officer. We saw him come out. I'll come to the air car and go after them.

You'll see what the shooting was about. Okay, George. The shoot was in our house, Mr. Dazell's house. You come with me. We'll get inside. You two work for Mr. Dazell, don't you? Yes. We keep house for him and Mr. Lawrence.