The Duke Red Matter - Ep 3

From Hollywood, it's time now for... Johnny Dollar. Who? Johnny Dollar, the insurance investigator. This is Miss Abbott, isn't it? Yes. What are you doing in the stable office? Waiting for you to call me. Your father threw me off the farm a few minutes ago.

A man named Kully who works for your dad said he really didn't mean it. Said he'd fix it up for me to talk to you. Kully. I guess that's why he asked me to phone the stable office.

You told me the horse wasn't injured, shouldn't have been destroyed. I hope you didn't believe all that, Mr. Dollar. Well, now look, I've got to settle a $65,000 claim on the death of a racehorse.

The carcass was cremated, and I have no evidence that the horse was destroyed or even injured. I don't know what to believe yet, but I can tell you this. Don't ever talk to an insurance investigator the way you did earlier today, not unless you can back it up.

My, you sound grim. You sound like it's a laughing matter. Hardly anything's a laughing matter. I'll be right down. 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 Shiny dollar expense accounts submitted by special investigator Johnny dollar location San Pietro California

to the Universal Adjustment Bureau Universal Building Hartford Connecticut The following is an accounting of expenditure is during my investigation of the Duke Red Matter It mattered. Fifteen minutes after I spoke with Terry Abbott on the phone, I looked out the window of the stable office and saw her starting down toward the stables.