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

Jenny Dollar.

This is Cal Mervyn. State believe.

Well, Lieutenant, they found you in a hurry.

Sure, I was home in bed where any decent person would be this hour of the night or morning or whatever it is.

You'll get no sympathy for me. I haven't even been to bed.

What are you doing, Dollar, living in a tree up there and using that Forest Service phone for your own private exchange?

More or less, I've got another body for you, Lieutenant.

That's a happy good morning.

Who's this one?

An ex-Chicago hood named Spade Keller.

What did you do, kill him?

No, he fell over a cliff, in a manner of speaking. That's three of the gang dead now.

The only one left is Jipper Nitson himself.

Have you found him yet?

No, but I think I will in the next hour or so.

Dollar, I can't hold my men out there any longer.

I gotta move in.

Give me till noon, Lieutenant.

If I can take him myself, it may save an innocent person's life.

He's a three-time killer already. I know, and you've been selling me that story

for the last 12 hours. That's what's helped me back.

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