The Fathom-Five Matter - Ep 3

From Hollywood it's time now for Johnny dollar Oh morning, Mr. Wilson. Say you're on an expensive car launch it. That's right good I'm not how about buying me a lunch. You got a deal 12 o'clock here at my hotel sold found any more shoes No, and nobody's not yet anyway. I'm amazed Did find one thing you may be interested in though. What's that?

We got a lead on that license number you gave me last night. You were right the car was bought from a dealer about two weeks ago By whom? Somebody named John Smith, who won the set of time.

That figures. Well, maybe here's something that won't. I'd check the address this morning. And you know what? Sure. A vacant lot. Well, now how the devil did you know? See it, lunch, Mr. Wilson. 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.

No, it's truly Johnny Dollar. Expense accounts submitted by special investigator Johnny Dollar, location Miami Beach, Florida, to the home office, delta liability, Hartford, Connecticut. Assignment? The Fathom 5 Matter. A sunken cruiser that refused to give up its debt.

Item 10, $4.80, lunch with DA Deputy Barney Wilson. A man who'd made up his mind about the case before I'd even arrived in town. Murder, he'd called it. When the hired cruiser Fathom 5 burned and sank mysteriously a mile or two offshore.

Nobody's been found yet, and I still doubt it very much that one ever would be. Because I wasn't even certain that William Markey was dead. Wilson, of course, had different ideas. Yes, Mr. Dollar? Yes, old old storey.