From Hollywood, it's time now for Bob Bailey as...

Johnny Dollar. I told you, that's my name. What do you want, an affidavit?

I've got to be sure. Look, you've got me out here in the middle of the jungle with a gun in my back.

Don't turn around.

And I can't even see you. You think I'd be kidding you at a time like this?

Any move, any move at all, and it'll be your last.

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.

Santo Tomas, Mexico, expense accounts submitted by special investigator Johnny Dollar,

to the home office, Northeastern Fidelity and Bonding, Hartford, Connecticut.

The following is an account of additional expenses during my investigation of the Alvin Summers embezzlement of $75,000.

Item 12, two cents.

Just what I figured my life was worth at the moment.

Gloria Harris had taken me down the beach and ended the jungle to show me the hut where

Alvin Summers had been hiding out.

There was no sign of him.

But I heard a noise outside in the underbrush and went out to investigate.

I didn't see a thing.

But I felt something, a gun barrel pressing against the back of my neck.

I want to talk to you, Dollar.

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