The Case of the Jumping Jack

Hello? Yes, this is the Falcon speaking. Oh, Nora. I'm glad you called. Now you'd like to include me out tonight, Angel. Some boy I know just heard of a new way to commit murder. Naturally, being the inventive type, he's going to make a stab at it.

Once again, the National Broadcasting Company brings you the transcribed adventures of the Falcon, starring Les Demon. The adventures of the Falcon, dedicated to private investigators everywhere. Those hard-hitting detectives who like Mike Wearing risk their lives to aid law enforcement agencies.

So join him now when the Falcon solves the case of the jumping jack. It's early afternoon in New York, and a lovely brunette named Dorothy Gould glances nervously over her shoulder as she walks down Madison Avenue.

Or Dorothy has a feeling she's being followed. And 10 feet behind her is a stocky citizen who proves she's right. Alright you, what's the idea? Are you talking to me, sugar? Yes? Why are you following me?

Of hand I could think of a dozen reasons. But it so happens you're wrong. Oh no I'm not. I saw you get off the subway at 52nd Street. Not me. I'm strictly the cab type.

You're lying. Who put you up to it? Mm-hmm. It was my husband wasn't it? Would you believe I have no idea what you're talking about? Was it Jack? The only Jack I know is a fella down in Norfolk, Virginia Jack Paxton. That the one you mean? No look I'm warning you if you don't keep away from me. I suppose you'll call the police. Off it there?

Off it there. I guess that's my cue to beat it. Still it's been fun sugar. Let's do it again sometime 4, 1, 1, 3. Oh Gene. Dorothy. You know this is smart, Daddy. I couldn't help myself. I'm being followed. You're what? Yes, it's been going on for days. You don't realize what you say. You've got to believe me. I'm not making this up. What did it look like? He was