The Nick Shurn Matter - Ep 4

From Hollywood it's time now for Johnny dollar Johnny Now the boys at the highway turn off haven't seen her or Benny either one not a sold out that way in the last hour Nothing Mike no fresh tracks on the logging road no sign of her and the worst thing is it's starting to snow again

We will Mike Maybe she didn't get scared and run. Maybe it was him. Maybe she didn't... I stop at that kind of thing and it's not gonna help any... But what is going to help?

I don't know, but I've got a half-baked idea and I may be right. Stay there at the house. I'm coming back to pick you up. And one thing you can do while you're waiting... What, Johnny?

Pray. Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey in the transcribed adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account, America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator, yours truly, Johnny Dollar. From Special Investigator, Johnny Dollar, $20, location Brambury, Michigan, to the home office, time mutual insurance limited Hartford, Connecticut.

Assignment, the Nick Schurrenmatter, or more important, Flying Cathy O'Dare. Item 12, on expense account, $4.90, a tank full of gas for the county pickup I'd borrowed from deputy sheriff Dan Martin. The following snow was thickening now, and the wind was rising and steady in the Northwest.

The night had all the makings of a blizzard. And wherever Cathy and her daughter had gone, we had to find them before it hit. It was 10.14pm when I pulled up at the side porch of the O'Darehouse.

Cathy's father came hurrying out to the truck leaving the door open behind him and putting his heavy mackin' Aussie ran. And he knew his mic. Not okay. All right, get in. Shut the door. Yeah, we'll get a foot of snow before morning.