Where Theres A Will Theres A Murder

The FW Fitch Company presents Dick Powell as Private Investigator Richard Rogue in Rogue's Gallery. While that is so big a smile you've switched. Dogs despair, use your head, save your hair, you've switched. The FW Fitch Company makers of Fitch's Denver remover shampoo and ideal hair tonic presents Dick Powell as Private Investigator Richard Rogue.

In Rogue's Gallery. Brog speaking, business was booming like California real estate, and I was lending my magnificent talents to about a half a dozen different investigations on this day I'm going to tell you about. I was as happy as a cat in a canary cage, when on my way back from lunch I stopped

at the cigar stand in the lobby of my building to buy a package of cigarettes. Herb Hyde, the character who owns and operates that call for Emporium when he's not playing Gen Rummy with me in cheating, gave me a big wink.

Herb's a little guy who is at all times conversant with a score who is playing and whether the game is fixed or not. He's slightly bigger than the Fox, twice as smart, and that balding grey head of his contains more pertinent knowledge than your nearest library.

When he slightly closed his left optic and just as slightly opened it again, I bent by I'm only torso over the counter and gave him my undivided potential. Hey, Roke, you got company, Rogi. Big stop.

Yeah? Somebody wedding in the office? Yeah. A couple of million bucks waiting up there. Angela Mullins. Angela Mullins? Yeah, that's right. That rates are whistle from anyone. She's got plenty of dough, Rogi. Money. And she's looking for a private investigator.