Universal Adjustment Bureau.

Hi, Pat, you've been neglecting me. Yeah, but think of all the trouble has saved me. Ah, now what's that supposed to me? Well, I haven't had to bleed over one of those fancy expense accounts of yours for nearly a month. Oh, Pat, you cut me to the quick. Oh, sure, sure. But now, well, it looks as though I'll have to stick my neck out again. Well, what's the problem? Well, Johnny, it's a real funny one.

So I'm laughing already.

No, no. But no, well, it looks at all how to stick my neck out again. Well, what's the problem?

Well, Johnny, it's a real funny one.

So I'm laughing already? No, no, no, no. I don't mean funny, ha-ha. I mean funny peculiar. Hey, you know, the last time he said that, I got shot at, banged on the head nearly run over by a truck, and half a dozen other pleasant little thing. So come, Queen, Pat, what is it?

Johnny, maybe you better run over here so we can talk about it.

It'll cost you money.

I'll risk it.

Oh, another pleasant little thing. So come clean, Pat, what is it? Johnny, maybe you better run over here

so we can talk about it.

It'll cost you money.

I'll risk it.

Okay, then I'm on my way.

Bob Bailey, in the exciting adventures of the man with the action-tax expense account.

America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator.

George Cooley.

Johnny Dollar.

To the Universal Adjustment Bureau Home Office, Hypert, Connecticut.

Following his account of expenses incurred during my investigation of the way Adjustment Bureau Home Office, Hartford, Connecticut. Following his account of expenses

incurred during my investigation

of the wayward sculptor matter.

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