The Byron Hayes Matter

From Hollywood it's time now for Edmund O'Brien as Johnny Dalla the insurance investigator that's working in the fire and hate killing that's right Who's this I've got to be sure of you, too? Who are you and how'd you find out about me?

Troy Corona anytime you say I thought so Edmund O'Brien and another adventure of the man with the action-packed expense account America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator yours truly Johnny Dalla the counts submitted by special investigator Johnny Dalla to Home Office, Corinthian All Risk Insurance Company.

The following is an accounting of expenditures during my investigation of the Byron Hayes matter, one $12 transportation from Hartford to New York. There wasn't much to be done that first day, the police had their theory on who had killed Hayes, and I hadn't had time to form mine.

And then that evening, I received a phone call from a man who called himself Roy Corona, the basis of the police theory. Twenty minutes later, according to instructions, I was standing on a seventh avenue street corner holding a copy of Life magazine in front of my face so I'd be recognized.

Hey, you. Yeah? What's your name? I'm your man, all right, dollar. Come on. Quiet dollar? All right. You didn't know anything I told you not to on the phone, did you? I told you I wouldn't do anything, didn't I?

A lot of people make a lot of promises. They don't cheat, maybe so. Well, I guess all I can do is either trick you to drive fast enough and far enough to shake a tail if I don't trust you.

Boy, you can drop me if you don't want to go through with this. I didn't ask to come, you know. That's right. And I don't think you should have been asked. But it's Roy's neck, not mine.