The Caylin Matter - Ep 4

From Hollywood it's time now for Johnny dollar Is this Mrs. Kalen Lila Yeah, right now so it's trying to reach you but your phone didn't answer The apartment of a girl named Marty midnight ever here ever Lila you better brace yourself honey You've got another shock coming.

Shock, what do you mean? Your husband didn't die in that burning auto. Eddie... Eddie's alive? No, no, not now. He was shot to death an hour and a half ago here in Marty's apartment. Who did it?

I don't know yet. Hang on to yourself and I'll come by and see you as soon as I'm free here. Will you, Johnny, please? Promise. Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey and 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, location Los Angeles, to the Home Office Trinity Mutual Insurance Company Limited Hartford, Connecticut. Assignment, the Kaitlin Matter. Expense account continued. The homicide squad was finishing up its work when Sergeant Reynose and I got back out to the apartment of Marty Midnight,

star a stripper of the brave monkey in. Eddie Kaitlin's body had been photographed, checked, The check measured fingerprinted examine sketch written up and reported on, taken out finally under a white sheet. I held the door open for the morgue attendants to get out with their silent burden, instead watching them wheel a stretcher down the walk and load it into the waiting ambulance.

A light mist had started to fall and a damp cold blanket of fog was seeping down from the dark hillsides at Griffith Park beyond the road. There was a feeling of finality in the air, the end of things, and for the man who died twice it was final.