The Marauder (HSG)

Personal notice, dangerous my stockin' trade. If the job's too tough for you to handle, you got a job for me, George Valentine. Right full details. Just in case that voice you just heard didn't mean anything to you, that was George Valentine, with his usual commercial for let George do it.

Now before you listen to any more, you better make sure you have your winter woolly's handy, because this is indeed a chilling tale. It's called the Marauder, and it's all about a guy who wants to bump off a cat.

No, I don't mean his wife. I said cat, as in lion, tiger, panther, puma, or alley. Now this may sound pretty silly, but just hold base a while. Then make up your mind. Dear Mr. Valentine, my name is Rafe Saxon.

I'm a writer, a very foolish writer, because like all of my breed, I've had a lifelong desire to spend a winter in the woods, to get away from the tensions and fears and eroses of the city, to live simply with simple, normal people.

Well, here I am, a tiny, deserted resort in the global range, and, of course, it's all an illusion. I'm surrounded by more tension and fear than I ever knew before. And a friend of mine, the owner of the place, Hans Bjorkman, has become neurotic to the point of insanity, to the point where I can't control him, to the point where all he thinks of,

is the Marauder, the invader, the pirate and cutthroat of the animal kingdom. Mr. Valentine, this man is obsessed by the idea of murdering a mountain lion. You are listening to Let George Do It. Our adventure will continue in just a moment. Now Now back to let George do it.