The Lorko Diamonds Matter - Ep 2

From Hollywood it's time now for Johnny dollar The contest at oh, yes That's right, Connes. I want to talk to you. Where are you now? After hearing your description, I'm seldom that lucky What is it exactly that you wish to talk about?

A hundred thousand dollars worth of diamonds and a dead man. I'm a special investigator. I know who you are. I investigate before I call you. Well, not only beautiful, but clever. This ought to be interesting.

I'm afraid I don't entirely understand your efficiency. Then suppose I come over and explain it to you. Say around eight o'clock? I hear. You know something, Conness. I think it's about time somebody built a small fire right under that lovely little complacency of yours.

I'll be there at eight with matches. Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey and the transcribed adventures of the man with the action-packed Expensive Out, America's fabulous freelance insurance investigators. Yours truly? Johnny Deller. From special-investigated Johnny Deller, location-aljiers North Africa, to the home office Transworld Fidelity Company Hartford, Connecticut, assignment, the Larko Diamonds Matter. Expensive count continue.

Item four, six dollars and eighty cents, dinner and appetizers. I'm never any good trying to spar with a lovely female suspect on an empty stomach. I was finishing up on black Algerian coffee and white Algerian grandi.

I want a slightly green eye at Algerian police inspectors, saunted up to my table. You should, uh, you special investigators really do live well. In the lap of luxury. Pull up a chair inspector. Join me in a sas, Rella.

It is on your expanse account. They might guess. And their seatments here. Ah, bon bon. My favorite brand. Help yourself. Merci. Anything new? Nothing at all. A complete unpass. A little something. What about the man who sat next to that courier on the plane?