The Case of the King Of Hearts

Yes, this is the Falcon speaking Or Mooner, I'm glad you called Now I'll have to take a rain check ain't all I've got a date for bridge Mm-hmm some card I know thinks he can crump another man's queen and with the joke a while the game can be murdered Once again 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 agency So join him now when the Falcon solves the case of the King of Hearts. It's late afternoon in New York and the handsome gent named Johnny King steps out of the elevator at the Carlton.

In the lead is an enterprising Bell-hot named Billy Matthews carrying two light pieces of luggage. It seems like nothing to Billy, but in just a minute he's going to have his hands full. Is it Mr. King? If your weight light turned on the lights...

Hey, it's alright. Would you like me open the window? Not a bad idea. Yeah. Hey, it's quite a sight. They look like ants down there, don't they? Yes, sir. Maybe that's what they are. Look at them run. Most of them don't even know where they're going.

I suppose not. Will there be anything else, Mr. King? No, oh, wait a second. What's your name? Billy Matthew. You look like a bright boy, Billy. I bet you don't miss much that goes on around here.

Oh, I keep my eyes open. How'd you like to make yourself 20 bucks? What would I have to do? Well, New York's a new town to me. I need someone to show me the ropes.