Murder in Haste

The signal oil program? The Whistler. That whistle is your signal for the signal oil program? The Whistler. I am the Whistler. And I know many things, for I walk by night. I know many strange tales

hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows. Yeah, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. Yes friends, it's time for the Signal Oil program, the Whistler, rated by independent research, the most popular West Coast program in radio history.

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And all the whistlers strange story. Murder in haste. Albert Taylor was two people. To the cafe society crowd in Miami, he was the charming young husband of a silver fortune from Denver. To his wife Helen, aged 45, amply mature, the silver fortune.

He was something else again, an unpleasant little boy whose unpleasantness had a tendency to make the large fortune into a smaller one. This made for friction, of course. After three years of marriage, Helen was heartily sick of both Elbert.

And Elbert too would reach the saturation point. As a matter of fact, the unpleasant little boy was on the verge of a tantrum. Elbert, is that you? Yeah. Elbert, I'm awfully upset. Oh, what now?

I'm I braced it. The diamond and emerald one. I put it in the drawer of my vanity last night after the party. Well, what about it? It's gone. I've questioned the servants. You call the police?