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

Johnny Dollar.

Dan Martin here. I was up the street when you called.

Listen, Sheriff, they've traced Kathy O'Dair here to you a nice little town of Bramberry.

Who has?

Nick Shurn's boys, one of them, a trigger man named Benny Stark, came out to the sawmill hill a few minutes ago.

I traded a couple of shots with him, but he got away in a car.

Did he head north or back toward town? Toward town, I think. You can't see the turnoff from here.

All right, Dollar. You're packing a gun. Will you take the pickup truck and block that turnoff? Hold it until I can get somebody out there to relieve you?

Right. How many deputies you got? Deputies? Uh-oh. What about volunteers? Is this Benny Stark the man Kathy's afraid of?

He's one of them.

Then I'll have volunteers.

20 men within a half hour, armed with deer rifles, and every one of them a dead shot.

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.

From Special Investigator Johnny Dollar, Loc location Bramberry, Michigan, to the home office tri-mutual insurance limited Hartford, Connecticut.

Assignment? The Nick Scherner matter. Expense account continued.

Item 8, $3.60 for two packs of cigarettes and a pint of apple jack borrowed from the foreman's locker at the sawmill.

I figured these are standard equipment for holding down a roadblock at 10 degrees above zero.

And Mike O'Dare agreed with me 100%. Well, I'll tell you one thing.

They can make it out of corn, rye, barley, make it out of gold if they want to.

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