Everybody knows a taxi driver likes being over-tipped, but you can't blame him from not liking being tipped over.

This is another in the adventures of America's fabulous freelance insurance

investigator Johnny Dollar. At insurance investigation he's only an expert.

At making out his expense account, he special investigator Johnny Dollar.

To, home office, the Nutmeg State Liability Underwriters, Hartford, Connecticut.

The following is an accounting of my expenditures during my investigation of the disappearance of 12 Apex Cabs.

Or, who took the taxis for a ride. Spence account, item 1, $3.10, train fare Hartford to New York.

Item 2, a dollar 10, dinner on roof. Item 3, $18, club car. Spence account

item 4, a dollar 30, cab fare from station to garage and offices of Apex Taxi Company.

I naturally waited for an Apex cab but could have saved my time.

The driver told me nothing.

Except that the man who came rushing out of the apex office

when we pulled up was the big boss Mr Gordon McKissick.

Thanks driver he's just the man I'm looking for here.

Thank you sir.

Hey McKissick!

I can't stop now I'm in a hurry. See me tomorrow.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, would you?

I'm Johnny Dollar from the insurance company.

Oh, oh good, that's different just in time.

Come along. Where are we going? going come on tell you in the car just

had a call from the police another one of my cab has been stolen they found the driver

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