A Minor Case of Murder

Standard of California, on behalf of independent chevron gas stations and standard stations throughout the West, it invites you to let George do it. A minor case of murder, another adventure of George Valentine. Personal notice, dangerous my stock and trade.

If you're on a spot nailed there tight, you need my kind of help, George Valentine. Right full details. There, Mr. Valentine, is quiet. One of the members of our Faircat Social Club suddenly finds himself in a very embarrassing predicament.

With more exact at the door he is in the can for murder. Now, no one is fellow Beckett as we do. We are convinced that he is innocent. Therefore, we are hiring you to prove same.

As it started, there is a hundred bucks in it for you. If that is enough, there's more where that came from. It's just about it. The address of our headquarters is 19 and a half to Wayne Street and it's signed Chuck Wilson, acting captain.

George, this sounds like a letter a kid wrote. But to quote from this provocative communique, a fellow bear cat is in the can for murder. That's not kid stuff, Ruxie. That depends on just how old this fellow bear cat is.

Oh, they get old early down there on Duane Street. Well, we haven't had a social evening in a long time, darling. Would you suggest we drop in at the club? Uh, with great exactitude, I answer. Yeah.

Ha-ha-ha. Colley, I hate to think where they dug up that money for your fee. Oh, stop sounding like a police woman, angel. All the beer cats just got together and raided their piggy banks. Nice place you got around here Chuck.