The Flight Six Matter - Ep 3

From Hollywood it's time now for Johnny dollar Oh We have not met senior dollar. No, all right. I'm sure to remember the name dancer Wait a minute your Maria de Lagos brother. That is correct I was planning to call on you this morning dancer on on that will not be necessary Since I am taking the liberty of calling on you. I am downstairs in your hotel at this moment

I see I believe I may be able to cast some light on the unfortunate tragedy which overtook my poor sister and the other passengers of that ill-fated airplane. You know something that hasn't come out?

Rather a great deal, Senor. I know they crash which resulted in the deaths of 10 innocent people with the evil work of a diabolical maniac. Yes, well... A product of the warped mind of a scheming worthless, unspeakable dog, a sneaking, money-hungry snake, a scurrilous, unprincipled...

Dancerano! Senor! Come on up! Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey into 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 Mexico City, to the home office guarantee transport insurance company Hartford, Connecticut.

Assignment, the flight's sixth matter. Expense account continued. Item five, $3.90 room service, breakfast for myself and a pot of coffee for my visitor. Don Serrano de Almeito E. Pico, I think. He was a thin, straight man with a small goatee in the face of a hawk.

Stiff, formal and bending. A classy grande type from an old school long out of business. And a man of much suppressed violence and hate. Once upon a time, Senor, there existed a gentleman's code for the settlement of such matters as this.