The Lady with the Golden Hair

When Anthony J. Lyon catches in on somebody's trouble, it means money for him. For me, it means work. I'm Jeff Regan, the Lions' Rivet Eye. Here's the kind of program you've been waiting to hear.

Hard-boiled action and mystery as told by Jeff Regan Investigator. So stand by for trouble. Stand by for suspense. Stand by for adventure. In tonight's story, The Lady with the Golden Hair. and now here's jack web as jeff reagan this is the way it started i was sitting in the lion's den waiting for him to get off the phone so i

could ask him about my expense sheet on that nor anything he was playing the usual games with his lawyer just about the time he hung up and turned his chair in my way the office door Aha!

A little curly-headed man about 40 dressed in a black suit was standing there. I was holding a stack of $50 bills, a gold-headed king, and a red card in one hand. In his other he had a black derby with a hole through the top of it, a pair of suede gloves and a white carnation.

I'd start there, looked at both of us, the lion looked at the $50 bills, I looked at the little man. You are Mr. Lion, though. I, Max Bladney, have come to see you unappointed. Where you are?

My name's Regan. This is Mr. Lyon. Aha! You will do it. Won't you sit down, Mr.? Max Bladney. Bladney, Max. One, six, four, two, Moll Holland Drive, Hollywood, twenty eight, an Imperial Studio payroll. Time I do not have.

I will mark it. Aha! I demonstrate. See you. That flower I do not need. This ticket because I too long park, I also do not need came a place here, a gift from my grandfather, I keep that.