The Silver Blue Matter - Ep 2

From Hollywood, it's time now for Johnny dollar Sure sure you run that lunchroom across the street from the warehouse that was robbed last night. Yeah, that's right I suppose not tell you what I know about it. What's gonna happen to me? Nothing as long as you weren't mixed up in it You said I don't know I mean the papers and the cops

It's that I talked you won't last 24 hours. I think I can take care of that. What do you know about it, Red? That depends on what it's worth to you. I see I'll have to sell out get away from this section I'll need some dough, you follow me.

Alright, I'll see you taking care of her. Now just what is it you got? No, I ain't safe from talking from a booth. You stay right there at your hotel, I'll see you in a half hour.

Right. Just you, no cops. Yeah! Yeah, that's right, Mr. Beck. Mr. Beck. And six quarts of oak and two pounds of butter. You're right away. Thanks, Mr. Beck. Goodbye. Hello. Hello. 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 Los Angeles, California, to the Home Office, Mono Guarantee Insurance Company, Hartford, Connecticut, assignment, the silver-blue matter. Expense account continues.

Item 420 cents, a phone call to my friend Lieutenant Garcia of the LA police, and a call to Queen of the Angels Hospital. Albert Crispin, the night watchman, was slugged by the gang of teenage hoodlums during the warehouse robbery was still unconscious.