The Seventh Letter

And now, tonight's presentation of Radio's Outstanding Theater of Thrills. SUSPENSE! We bring you a story of the death of a postman in the search for a missing letter. We call it the seventh letter. So now, starring Stacey Harris, here is tonight's suspense play, the seventh letter.

7L32, request detectives at Corner Hatteras and Roblar Streets. Notify the coroner. The place, a suburban residential area near a large city in Southern California. The time, 4.15 a.m.

The body of a man had been found by a police patrol unit. The body was dressed in the blue gray of the post office department. And a truck belonging to that department was at the clear.

A letter box nearby had been unlocked and stood open. Six letters from that box were on the sidewalk near the body. The postman had been on a collection run. Someone had stopped him from competing at run by placing a knife in his back.

90 seconds after the police officer contacted communications, the message was relayed to a divisional detective bureau. Why don't you tell me once more about your new one? Yes. I've already told you. Yeah, I've got it.

I don't believe that, lunch. Hatterous and Roblox. Right. Come on, Larkish. Tell me, what were you doing in that alley? I told you. I couldn't sleep, so I took a walk. In an alley at 3.30 in the morning?

I was on my way home when those officers... I don't lie to me, mister. You know what you were doing behind those houses, for the why? I wasn't doing anything. With a light soon and any of them.

I didn't know... Now come on, level with me, mister. I am, Lieutenant. In a minute. Large shell on you've been married. Two years? Practically and newly, right, huh? How's your wife gonna feel about you now?