The Long Shot Matter - Ep 2

From Hollywood, it's time now for Johnny dollar Johnny lieutenant Barry homicide got messages from you three inches thick. Yeah, but trying to get holy you all morning That hasn't exactly been a social tear around here You know what with the murder of dr. Pank with his wife can I come down there to headquarters?

I'm ahead and if you're a good boy, I'll introduce you to the man who did the killing What of course he denies it completely who wouldn't well you hear his story? It's a wild one all that's your way ahead of me You're saying you've got the killer there. That's what I'm saying. Well, who is he?

You wouldn't know him, nobody seems to. Make a little stance, would you, Lieutenant? Look, you coming down or not? Right now. 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.

Y'all's truly? Shoney Dollar. From special investigator, Shoney Dollar, location Los Angeles, California, to National Underwriters Association, Hartford, Connecticut. Assignment? The long shot matter. Los Angeles traffic being what it is, there was plenty of time to think on the way to Barry's office.

But think about what? An unsigned warning that someone was going to collect on a $100,000 policy? A frail, defeated woman who wasn't going to have to worry about weakness anymore. There was an awful lot to find out before this whole thing could begin to make sense. That was pretty obvious.

The man I was going to see was anything but obvious. Big and round, he was like a fat cubitile with a gun. You always had the feeling his round little eyes were dreaming past you, seeing an island where there was no jail cells.