The Carson Arson Matter (AFRTS)

From Hollywood, it's time now for... Johnny Deller. Mr. Hul. Don't tell me, Jim, let me guess. Huh? What are you talking about? The reason you call me, I can smell the smoke all the way over here at my apartment.

Oh, yeah. Also, I heard something about the fire on a news broadcast a few minutes ago. Yes. Somewhere out on Albany Avenue, he said. Yes, it's the cash and save market over the other side of town.

And since your company ensured it, you want me to go over and take a look? Ah, good look, Johnny. You thinking of possible arson? I am. Okay, why? That store is just one of a chain.

Flow. Yeah, yeah, I see. But how does that make it arson? They weak. Oh. The outfit that owns them having financial troubles? The outfit that owns them is one man. Oh. John Wakefield Carson. Then I repeat my question.

Johnny, if he is burning up his own money. That might cost you a lot of money, Jim. What do you mean? Wait till you see my expense account. Oh. Bob Bailey. In the exciting adventures of a man with the action-packed expense account.

America's fabulous freelance insurance investigators. There was truly Johnny Dollar. Expense accounts submitted by special investigator Johnny Dollar. To the worldwide mutual insurance company home office, Hartford, Connecticut. Following us in the kind of expenses incurred during my investigation of the Carson-Arson matter.

Expense account item one, a dollar and a quarter for a taxi from my apartment to the offices of worldwide, where I hope Jim Paris could give me a little more to go on. He did. Very little.