I'm out of here Hi, this is Bill Tilton, Johnny, in New Jersey State New Jersey State New York Oh, hi, Bill Oh, hi, boy. Terrible. Good, good, now I'll tell you why I'm calling, and I... What was that? I said, do you want to buy a pair of skis? Skies? That's right. And did I hear you say you're feeling terrible you did what's the matter

north slope chickapy mountain new hampshire over the weekend oh getting a little too old to tackle

that north slope no but if you took a fall on it a bad one i sure did but not the way you think

oh oh you mean you felt some cute little blind oh No, no. Doc Hubbell and I had just started up the mountain on the ski left and my chair broke loose and fell on top of me and almost busted my back. It hurts even to talk about it. Oh. So over the past three days, I've been doing nothing but sitting around my apartment here, quietly suffering and feeling sorry by myself. Oh, that's too bad, Johnny. And to make matters worse, Doc has me all strapped up and with these sacro-lumbar supports. Ooh, brother. I can't even breathe without wincing. Oh, I'm sorry. So have you had any idea about asking me to tear down... There is Larry Moody that we finally got a line up. Yeah, you better get some other investigator on it. Larry Moody. Yeah. Fingers Moody, the safe operator? Yes. You've got a lead on him? We sure have. But if you're not in shape... Well, what's the matter with you? What are you talking about? Bill, you sit tight. I'm on my way. Oh!

America's radio brings you, Bob Reddick, in the exciting adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account, America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator.

Yours truly, Johnny Dollar.

Expense accounts submitted by special investigator Johnny Dollar to the New Jersey State Mutual Life Insurance Company, Trenton, New Jersey.

Following is an account of expenses incurred during my investigation of the short-term matter. Music The big steel-stayed corset that Doc Hubble had cinched around my back made it necessary to move slowly, take it easy.

And the sensible thing would have been to sit quietly in my apartment

for a week or two and let nature take its course. But if Bill Tilson really had a lead on

fingers moody, if there was any chance of my catching up with him, the Lemire thought of it

made me feel 100% better, except when I made a sudden move and caught my aching back

off guard.

So item one, on the expense of count of $6 for a taxi out to Bradley Field.

Item two is $12.80 for tips and a plane ticket to Trenton, New Jersey.

Item three is three bucks for a cab into Bill's office.

Johnny, you darn fool, I tried to tell you over the phone that I could get somebody else for this job. Sit on. Yeah, yeah, sure. You look lousy. Thanks. If you had any sense, you would have stayed in your little trundle bed there in Hartford and got over this thing instead of tearing on down here. All finished. Well, you must be out of your mind. What do you think you are, anyway, Superman or something? Bill. And five will get you ten, and if your doctor knew you were doing a crazy thing like this. Well, you're not, boy. You're not going to touch this case. I'm going to haul you out to the airport and put you on the next plane

back to Hartford, understand? And baby, that's that. All finished now? Yes. Good. Now, tell me what

you know about Larry Moody. Where is he? What's this lead you have on him? Now, come on, Bill,

come on. He just won't give up with... No, no, not where Larry Moody is concerned. Okay, okay.

Well, it was four years ago that Moody pulled that caper in Chicago.

Got himself a job in Merriman's department store and walked off with nearly 10,000 bucks that our branch office had to make good on.

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