Death in Sixteen Millimeter

And now stay tuned for the program that has rated tops in popularity for a longer period of time than any other West Coast program in radio history. The Signal Oil Program. The Whistler. Signal. Signal.

The famous Go Father gasoline invites you to sit back and enjoy another strange story by the Whistler. For extra driving pleasure, the signal to look for is the yellow and black circle sign that identifies signal service stations from Canada to Mexico.

And for Sunday evening listening pleasure, the signal to listen for is this whistle that identifies 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. Yes. I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. And now the Whistler Strange Story, death in 16 millimeter.

The buzz of conversation on the Little Seaside Cafe was low enough to permit the nearby sound of the surf to be heard. Paul Benton looked past the girl sitting across from him. Watch the water for a moment, quietly and thoughtfully.

Remembering the first time he told her that he loved her. It was two years ago, Cynthia. Oh, yes, Paul. Mm-hmm, the first time we came here. After your uncle died and I began to manage the estate.

Oh, yes. You did so much more, Paul. I don't know what I would have done. I have tried some here. It... can't just end. After these weeks of that thing, you know I couldn't stand it.

It must stand, you know that too. Why have Edith ever found out that, well, the things have gone beyond a mere attorney in client relationships? If she hasn't found out, Paul, she doesn't have to ever.