The S.S. Malay Trader Ship

I'm now for Edmund D'O'Brien as your truly Johnny Daller. Edmund D'O'Brien and another of the adventures of the man with an action-tactic fence account. America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator Johnny Daller. Submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Daller, who home office intercontinental marine insurance company, is Hotford, Connecticut.

The following is an accounting of my expenditures during my assignment about the F.S. Melee's freighter, the ship with no port of corps. Expense account, item one, $80. Transportation from Hotford to Savannah, Georgia, where after pausing only to grow a beard and deck myself out in Siemens' garbs, I proceeded to the local hiring hall of the Siemens Union.

Maybe I found the real deal there or leave the mall corner nine a.m. I called it for one day now, one day ago. I had one carbon, two A-B. They're eight-seater, eight-seater, eight-seater. Yes, yes, okay.

All right, we'll put the call right through right away. Well, what is it? The name is Dallas. I'm signing on the melee trade at ordinary steam and special permits. Very short, huh? I'll let them meet steam now.

Oh, yeah, here it is. It's your intern's day, huh? Well, I'm glad to cooperate, daughter. Thanks, where do I find the ship? Here he is. Directing to all be on your silent flip. Uh, what's the beef?

Hot cargo? Oh, maybe. When I find out, you can read about him in the paper. Okay, so you're not talking. That's your business. Here you flip. Now, uh, the best way to get there is to follow the railroad tracks, find the warehouse.

This one is home. My new home when I found her looked neither pretentious, comfortable, or even seaworthy. She was a rusty old liberty ship that probably had a war on her. had probably had a war record, but hadn't had a coat of paint in months.