Hello, and welcome to another episode nostalgic mystery Radio. I'm your host Stevie K.

And it's my honor to bring you the radio shows of yesteryear.

For this episode, I bring you The Adventures of Philip Marlowe, episode titled The Lonesome Reunion,

originally aired February 12, 1949, where Marlowe finds himself in Lonesome, Arizona,

on the trail of the loot from a bank robbery. So sit back and relax, and I hope to enjoy

this nostalgic mystery radio. Thank you for listening.

A corpse that wouldn't stay dead.

A pistol with a silencer on it, a fortune in a black satchel.

Spell death for the big city boys when they finally got together in lonesome, Arizona.

Population 802.

From the pen of Raymond Chandler,

outstanding author of crime fiction,

comes his most famous character as CBS presents

The Adventures of Philip Marlowe, we bring you tonight's exciting story, The Lonesome Reunion.

Anything. At 8,000 feet on a clear afternoon, you can see enough Arizona real estate to become an authority on the subject.

And as I huddled around a circle of window aboard an American Airlines flagship and gaped like a two weeks with pay vacationer at the carpet of sand, stone and cactus unrolling a slow inch at a time below. I was impressed. Also, I was thinking about a job which

was providing both the switch and scenery and two crisp $100 bills, less the cost of a round-trip

ticket from L.A. to the capital city of Phoenix. But then at the thought of money, I stopped

sightseeing and started to think about the work ahead, and how easy it sounded that morning in my office. When Kay Gordon, it was something pretty and blonde, but slightly tarnished for 28, it hired me, all in one bread. Marlowe, my brother Joe Gordon, is in a room at the Granada Court Hotel in Phoenix, Arizona. In one hand, he no doubt has his usual

smelly cigar. And the other, a small suitcase filled with a mess of papers, all legal, all proper.

You fly there, pick up the suitcase, fly back for that $200 cash. Yes or no? Yes, on one condition.

The papers, do I get to see them? If I look, I go. All right, you look.

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