Ticket to Murder

And now stay tuned for the Mystery program that is unique among all mystery programs. Because even when you know who's guilty, you always receive a startling surprise at the final curtain. In the Signal Oil program, the Whistler.

Ehh.. 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 and I know many things before 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 ticket to murder. Standing at the window of the cheap hotel room and looking

out over the outline of lights and neon that was Kansas City after sundown. Eve Benton felt a dread-pressing sense of loneliness, concerned. That the condition would pass, she was certain. She'd manage before she would manage again, some way.

But she wasn't thinking of that now. Eve Benton was being sorry for herself, forgetting her good point, the quiet restless beauty in her face, the solemn attractiveness of her feature. She was annoyed at the city and the world.

She raised the window as though voicing of her resentment. And she heard other words nearby. They came from the next room. You're saying I'm 30,000? That's the deal. A lot of money. A lot of money.