The weather. Tomorrow, expect a biting cold front. Hmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be

wearing or taking off. The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain

that'll soak you to the skin. By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching

their peak in the afternoon.

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

Johnny Dollar.

Lieutenant Howard, homicide.

Oh, hi, Steve.

Hi.

As you know, I've given orders for you to be confined to your suite out there at the Maples until I can get some of the lap crew out there.

You don't think I murdered Warren Steeley?

Apparently, you were the only one who was with him when he died.

Now look here, I'm the one who's kept even the family out of here.

What's more important, you're the only one in the whole estate who might be trusted to keep things

intact, any possible evidence. So please don't leave your room. Okay, diplomat, I'll sit tight.

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.

Expense account, or rather report, submitted by special investigator Johnny Dollar,

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