The Malibu Mystery Matter (AFRTS)

From Hollywood, it's time now for... Johnny Dollar. Look, you always start making calls at 4 a.m. Mr. Handley. That's right. The Beverly Hilton out here in Beverly Hills. Got it.

I've cleared up the case that brought me here so as soon as I have breakfast, if they serve it at this unearthly hour, I'll pack up my bags and go back to Hartley. Please don't.

What's up? One of our clients is about to investigate. As long as you're right here. What sort of a client? From the loss of his yacht. How much of a client? much of a claim.

But you live $1,000. Wow, eh? Yeah, sure, up the coast a few miles used to be a famous movie colony, that sort of thing. That's a horrible kid. On expense of comments to Haley, I could find anything.

Well, now, look here. On a claim that could run to a quarter of a million, I'm sure you won't be chintzy. Mr. Dolly. I'll see you at the mountable pier. Oh, Bailey, in the exciting adventures of the mad with the action-packed expense of gout.

America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator, yours truly, Johnny Dollar. And now, Act 1 of yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Spence account submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dollar.

To the Western Maritime and Property Insurance Company Los Angeles, California. Following his neck count of expenses incurred during my investigation of the Malibu mystery matter. Spence account item one, two and a quarter for a fancy breakfast in my room at the Beverly Hilton.

Item $250 deposit on the best looking rental car I could find. I drove out Santa Monica Boulevard at the coast highway, Then north along the edge of the blue Pacific, some 12 or 13 miles to Malibu.