The Alder Matter - Ep 2

From Hollywood, it's time now for... Johnny Daller. This is Caracas, police, and you're... I have heffi valasquez returning your car, momentito pobero. Thanks. I have this thing, your daughter heffi. Gracious. Good morning, amigo. It is, huh?

Here it is. Here it is. Here it ain't. Where is there? The Alderhouse in Aguirara. I'm staying here at all his requests. Aha! You are, uh, I had a call, uh, fast move, or an ego.

Felicity dallies. Sorry, but felicitations are a little out of place. trouble? Someone came within inches of killing all their last night. I've got the bullet. How's your ballistic setup? And you're at this point, I'll just bring it in.

Thanks, I will. Maybe it's got something to say. I hope you're right. But amigo. Yeah? Don't you think is a nice bullet you should be worrying about? 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? Johnny Dollar. From Special Investigator Johnny Dollar, location Caracas Venezuela, to the home office worldwide mutual insurance company, Hartford, Connecticut. Assignment, the older matter. Expense account continued. Expense account item five, five dollars even, tip, to one not just go man, servant in the big older house.

For a good reason. He hadn't liked the idea of my prowling the slow-blown last night looking for someone with a gun. He'd insisted on joining me. True, he hadn't found anything, but he'd been there.

Five bucks is much to pay for a friend, and I had a feeling I could use one. I ate breakfast alone. Aldred already gone to his office, and the rest of the house was asleep.