Murder In Blue

Is that at the electric organ, Al? Well, that's Keene Brown, Mike. I find it cheaper to hire him to play full of music than the full band. What do you do for entertainment when he's off the platform?

There's a portable record player underneath the piano. Ah, I see it. One of those battery jazz. Yeah, we play dance music on it when Keene knocks off her in a mission career. Okay, Al, I'm so...

This cabaret of yours looks like a sound proposition. I'll buy it. Well, Mike, I'll be back in just a few minutes. The contracts in my office. Okay, I'll get you. Hey! Hey, the lights are going out!

There's an emergency switch in my office. I'll turn it on. Get back in the thing. I'm King Brown. You wanted to see me? Yes, Mr. Brown. My name's Mike Evans. I'm just checking up on a few facts until the police get here.

Sure. What can I do to help? This was payroll knife for the employees here, wasn't it? Yeah, Al usually paid us off after closing. Hey, you won't get paid tonight, Mr. Brown. Look at the safe.

I'm not a detective, but it doesn't take an experience to try to spot this whole thing as an inside job. How do you figure that out? Someone working here knew that Al had the weekly payroll and his office safe tonight.

And only someone who was completely familiar with this cabaret would know the location of the light box. Then all you have to do, Mr. Evans, is to establish the possession of every employee at the time I was shot.

That's right. Suppose I start with you. Me? No objections, I hope. After all, you've been here long enough to know how to turn off the electrical system for the entire building, or to tell someone how to do it.