The Wayward Killer Matter (AFRTS)

From Hollywood at time now for... Johnny Della. Paul Hemple, Johnny. It's on the men's leisure. Well, it's about time, Paul. I began to think you got yourself another boy. Man, I'm taking the company, I've taken on a couple of seconds.

Well, I'm a dirty son, though. But I managed to convince the press and give you a handle list with one. Which one? For decades, it's one of our clients, Johnny. It's neither John R. Well, it's like the speed limit.

Oh, I got it. When there's a chance of somebody getting hurt, you don't want your own men to take any chances. Okay Eighties, how much I down in New York There'll be a nice Well a long time since I've seen Randy singing maybe I ought to run down and say hello In the exciting adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account, America's

fabulous freelance insurance investigator, Russ Thule, Johnny Dollar. And now, Act 1 of your Thule Johnny Dollar, expense account submitted by special investigator, Johnny Dollar, for the Continental Insurance and First Company Home Office, Hartford, Connecticut.

Following his mechanical expenses incurred during my investigation, the Wayward Killer Matter. The French account, out of 1,627, fair to New York and taxi from Grand Central Station to 18th Precinct Head Florida's Mi40. My old spouse, Sergeant Randy Singer.

Lieutenant Randy Singer, for the long face. Uh-oh, now I know my luck is run out. Hi, Randy. What are you beefing about this guy? Hey, you might as well sit down, I guess. Okay, sure.

Well, these insurance companies are usually with the long, might as handle things our own way. What do you mean? Well, a minute, one of their clients gets into a gambling center. Somebody like you down the pester.