From Hollywood, it's time now for...

Johnny Deller.

Johnny, well, that's strange.

Is this Mrs. Kalyn? Lila?

Yes, someone from the police department asked me to call Sergeant Rinoza at this number, but I didn't...

Yeah, Rhinosa was trying to reach you, but your phone didn't answer.

Well, I was just letting it ring. I was trying to get some sleep.

Then the officer came by.

Where are you, Johnny? What's happened? We're at the apartment of a girl named Marty Midnight. Ever hear of her?

No, why? Lila, you better brace yourself, honey. You've got another shock auto. Eddie's... Eddie's alive? No, no, not now.

He was shot to death an hour and a half ago here in Marty's apartment.

Who did it?

I don't know yet.

Hang on to yourself, and I'll come by and see you as soon as I'm free here.

Will you, Johnny, please?

Promise.

Tonight and every weekday night,

Bob Bailey in the transcribed adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account,

America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator...

Yours truly, Johnny Dollar.

...andah. Johnny Dollar.

From special investigator Johnny Dollar,

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