THE LOW TIDE MATTER and THE IMPERFECT CRIME MATTER YOURS TRULY, JOHNNY DOLLAR

Summary

1001 Radio Crime Solvers: Episode Summary

Title: THE LOW TIDE MATTER and THE IMPERFECT CRIME MATTER
Host/Author: Host Jon Hagadorn
Featured Stories: Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar
Release Date: April 6, 2025

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Welcome to another gripping episode of 1001 Radio Crime Solvers, where host Jon Hagadorn brings you enthralling detective stories from the golden age of radio. In this episode, listeners are treated to two captivating tales featuring the astute and resourceful freelance insurance investigator, Johnny Dollar. These stories, "The Low Tide Matter" and "The Imperfect Crime Matter," showcase Johnny's relentless pursuit of truth and justice in murky and perilous situations.

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The Low Tide Matter

Overview: Johnny Dollar is approached by Frederick Benham from Tri Mutual Limited Insurance Company with a concerning case involving a high-stakes insurance policy. The partners of Foster Machine Tool Company, Charles Foster and Michael Brady, are embroiled in a tense business relationship. A life insurance policy worth $500,000 is at the center of growing suspicions when Foster abruptly seeks to cancel it.

Key Points and Investigative Steps:

1. Initial Briefing:

   • Frederick Benham (00:41): Benham informs Johnny about the strained relationship between Foster and Brady, hinting at potential foul play.
   • Johnny Dollar (03:32): "I'm freelance. That means you pay my expense account on whatever it is you want me to do. I'm fully aware of that."

2. Interviews with Key Individuals:

   • Mrs. Charles Foster: A worried wife who fears Brady might be scheming to oust Foster from the business to claim the insurance.
   • Mrs. Mike Brady: Contrastingly, untroubled and seemingly complacent, leading Johnny to question her lack of concern.

3. Deductive Reasoning:

   • Johnny connects previous incidents where Brady's behavior raised red flags, including a past hunting accident that left Michael Brady deeply affected.

4. Discovery of the Body:

   • Utilizing information from Ham Pratt, manager at Lake Mohave Resort, Johnny locates Charles Foster's submerged body, confirming suspicions of foul play.
   • Johnny Dollar (16:26): "Alpine, that's who. Alpine, that's who."

5. Confrontation and Resolution:

   • Johnny arranges a meeting with Brady, revealing the evidence and leading to Brady's confession under pressure.
   • Johnny Dollar (22:00): "You see, you give me no choice now."

Notable Quotes:

• Johnny Dollar (03:32):
  "I'm freelance. That means you pay my expense account on whatever it is you want me to do. I'm fully aware of that."

• Frederick Benham (10:03):
  "Mr. Benham, you're jumping to conclusions."

• Johnny Dollar (22:00):
  "You see, you give me no choice now, $. And I'm sorry, Mr. Flat, but the same goes for you."

Conclusion: Through meticulous investigation and sharp intuition, Johnny Dollar unravels the deceitful scheme orchestrated by Michael Brady to eliminate his business partner and secure the hefty insurance payout. Brady's downfall exemplifies Johnny's unwavering commitment to uncovering the truth, regardless of the complexities involved.

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The Imperfect Crime Matter

Overview: In this second case, Johnny Dollar delves into the perplexing and sinister world of G. Stanley Porter, a celebrated mystery writer with a dark history. Porter has had four previous wives, each dying under suspicious circumstances shortly after their marriage—prompting fears that he might be orchestrating the perfect crime to fuel his literary pursuits.

Key Points and Investigative Steps:

1. Client Engagement:

   • Lou Little (26:00): Lou contacts Johnny expressing concerns over Denise Porter, G. Stanley Porter's current wife, fearing she might be the next victim.
   • Johnny Dollar (26:49): "Must say, I can't think of a nicer job than acting as a bodyguard for her."

2. Interviews and Observations:

   • Johnny interviews Denise Porter, uncovering her fears and Porter's obsessive focus on crafting perfect crimes in his writing.
   • Denise Porter (29:24):
     "He's been so moody, so morose lately."

3. Discovery of Clues:

   • Johnny notices a plane ticket and suspects discrepancies in Porter's alibi. A visit to Porter's opulent home reveals unsettling details about his character and lifestyle.
   • Johnny Dollar (35:09):
     "What you give her everything she wants."

4. Confrontation and Unveiling:

   • During a clandestine investigation in Porter's home, Johnny discovers steel ball bearings strategically placed on the staircase, intending to stage an accidental fall for Denise.
   • Johnny Dollar (36:35):
     "It looks as though you have given me an ending to my story, didn't it?"

5. Final Twist:

   • As Denise attempts to execute the murder plan, Johnny intervenes, preventing Porter from committing the crime and ensuring her safety.
   • Denise Porter (45:35):
     "Not a thing, Johnny, but a man of my age married to a lovely young girl only half his age."

Notable Quotes:

• Denise Porter (29:24):
  "He's been so moody, so morose lately."

• Johnny Dollar (35:09):
  "What you give her everything she wants."

• Kathy Brady (45:35):
  "And what you'll do now, sir? Though I know it's really none of my affair."

Conclusion: Johnny Dollar adeptly navigates the intricate web woven by G. Stanley Porter's murderous tendencies, thwarting another potential perfect crime. By recognizing the psychological patterns and manipulating the situation to reveal the truth, Johnny ensures that Denise Porter escapes her perilous predicament unscathed. This case underscores Johnny's expertise in reading between the lines and his dedication to protecting those ensnared by malevolent schemes.

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Final Thoughts: In this episode of 1001 Radio Crime Solvers, Johnny Dollar exemplifies the quintessential detective—sharp, observant, and unwavering in his pursuit of justice. Both "The Low Tide Matter" and "The Imperfect Crime Matter" highlight his ability to untangle complex human motives and prevent heinous deeds, reaffirming why he remains America's beloved freelance insurance investigator.

Join us next Sunday at 5 PM ET for another thrilling installment of Johnny Dollar's adventures, where he tackles more mysterious and challenging cases that test his detective prowess to the fullest.

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Credits:

• Written by: Jack Johnstone
• Produced and Directed by: Bruno Zarato, Jr.
• Musical Supervision by: Ethel Huber
• Cast:
  • Mandel Kramer as Johnny Dollar
  • Santa Sortega as Frederick Benham
  • Terry Keane as Kathy
  • Bernard Grant as Brady
  • Bob Dryden as Ham Pratt
  • Evelyn Juster as Denise Porter
  • Raymond Edward Johnson as Porter
  • Eugene Francis as Randy

Stay Connected: For more stories and updates, visit 1001 Stories Network.

Transcript

[Johnny Dollar]

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[Frederick Benham]

Let's go.

[Johnny Dollar]

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[Kathy Brady]

Yeah?

[Johnny Dollar]

I'm freelance. That means you pay my expense account on whatever it is you want me to do. I'm fully aware of that. Also, I'll expect a fee. I'm quite familiar with your scale of fees, Mr. Duller. Or, of course, a commission. A percentage of the actual amount of insurance involved. Of the amount saved, Mr. Duller. All right, have it your way. I usually do. I'm sure you do. But whichever comes out largest, fee or commission, that's what I get. Okay? Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. But now sit down. All right. I wouldn't want you to start charging us for the time taken with these, shall we say, amenities. What's it all about? The Foster Machine Tool company, or rather, Mr. Charles Foster himself and his junior partner, Michael Brady. They're both clients of yours? Our concern is over a partnership policy we've written for them that will pay the Survivor some $500,000 if and when the other dies. A lot of money. Which of them is on the sick list? Neither. But I'm seriously worried about Charles Foster. How come? He came in here the other day to ask if the policy could be cancelled. I see. And of course, I had to tell him we couldn't do that without the permission of young Brady. Why does he want to cancel? He and Brady haven't been getting along. Business hasn't been good, and he suspects Brady, who is much younger and completely and selfishly ambitious. Why, when Brady himself has a share in it? To ruin Foster. Force him to sell out his share of the business cheap. It's been done before, I guess. Of course it has. But then Brady walked in and said he wouldn't consider cancellation of the policy for a minute. So the only trouble with Foster was that he was overworked. But what he needed was some rest and relaxation. Don't we all? I beg your pardon? No, nothing nothing. Go on, Mr. Benham. I've tried to reach them for several days now in the hope of talking it out with them. Well, of helping them reach some amicable solution to their problem. They've refused to see him? No, not exactly. They've gone away together. Where? On a fishing trip. Look, don't knock it. It's the best way in the world I know of to get rid of troubles. Best way in the world I know of for Brady to get rid of Charles Foster and thereby collect half a million dollars insurance. Mr. Bennemont, you're jumping to conclusions. Just because a couple of men you. Wait a minute, dollar you don't know these two as well as I do. I don't know them at all. But it does seem to me that Charles Foster is getting old. Perhaps Brady is right in wanting that business for himself. He'd certainly make a go of it. Then what's the beef? Well, the more I think of it, the more certain I am that Brady knows only too well that the one way to get that business without its costing him anything and a half a million besides is by having Foster Dad. For old Foster to go on a fishing trip? Ridiculous. What's the matter with the fishing trip? Nothing for you or me or Brady, but for old Charles Foster? Ridiculous. Yes, you said that. And when Brady wouldn't inform me or Foster's wife or anyone else where he was taking him, well, Dolly, you've just got to find them. Make sure that Foster gets back here safely. Now, Mr. Benham, or if it's too late, Brady has already done him in. That Brady is brought to justice. You sure can build a mountain out of a molehill. And I tell you that if you knew those men as well as I do $you've got to find them. And don't forget, there's a possibility of a commission on a half a million dollars. Yes, but not much probability. I think you're going off half cocked. Would you rather not take on this potentially highly lucrative assignment? Okay. As long as you're paying the bill, I'll go out and look for them. Good. Now, what's your first move? Well, you know something, Mr. Benham? Yes. I haven't the vaguest idea. If you ever suffer a touch of arthritis or rheumatism and you've never tried Mempholatum Deep heating rub. You can't know how good its deep heating action can make you feel. As you massage it into painful areas, you feel its deep heating action. You know relief is on its way. Mentholatum. Deep Heating Rub is an extra strong combination of active ingredients for safe, temporary relief of minor arthritic rheumatic pain. Use greaseless stainless Mentholatum Deep Heating Rub often. My first move was to call on Mrs. Charles Foster. A sweet, lovely little lady in her 60s. She was worried sick over the way her husband had suddenly taken off for parts unknown with young Michael Brady. She didn't trust Brady. She was afraid of him, of what he might do to get his hands on the business. By the time she got through talking, I began to wonder if maybe Fred Benham's fears weren't justified after all. Then I called on Mrs. Mike Brady. This was something else again. Kathy Brady was a living doll and not one bit worried about the way her husband had taken off. Why should she be? This girl had everything. I mean, besides looks and. And all that goes with. He'd set her up in a home that must have cost a couple of hundred grand with a couple of expensive cars, clothing, jewelry, the whole bit. Whether business was bad or not, they were living high on the hog, no doubt of it.

[Frederick Benham]

And while Mike's away, Johnny, I'm having a ball. A flock of big parties that are really the most.

[Johnny Dollar]

I don't doubt it, Mrs. Brady.

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, please, Johnny, call me Kathy.

[Johnny Dollar]

Okay. Now, Kathy.

[Frederick Benham]

And if you're on the loose, I mean, if you'd like to be included in on some of these brawls.

[Johnny Dollar]

I'm afraid that I have a job to do. I have to find your husband. And I would certainly appreciate your giving me any ideas of where I could start.

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, now, look, honey, don't worry about Mike. He'll be back. He always comes back. He kind of likes me.

[Johnny Dollar]

You said always.

[Frederick Benham]

Well, you don't think this is the first time he's just up and gone fishing or something?

[Johnny Dollar]

Where does he go?

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, I don't know. Somewhere as far away from business as he can get. When we lived on the west coast, he'd go up to Lake Mead or Mojave. Sometimes even came east to Maine, New Hampshire. So now, who knows?

[Johnny Dollar]

Tell me one thing, Kathy.

[Frederick Benham]

Anything, Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

Did he usually take somebody along with him on his trips?

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, now I get it.

[Johnny Dollar]

What?

[Frederick Benham]

It's that old Mr. Foster, his partner, that you're worried about. Now, surely you don't think a thing like that could ever happen again?

[Johnny Dollar]

Nothing like what, Kathy?

[Frederick Benham]

I mean, like that partner he had a few years ago when they went on a hunting trip to Canada and some fool with a big rifle almost killed Michael, too.

[Johnny Dollar]

The man who was then his partner. Was killed.

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, poor Michael. He was so upset about it, he sold out the business. And you know, it still upsets him if I even so much as mention it to him or anybody else. But now, about these parties I'm throwing while he's away. Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

Kathy. Kathy, you're sure you don't know where they might have gone?

[Frederick Benham]

I haven't the least idea, Johnny. But now listen, if you're free and like a lot of fun, I'm sorry.

[Johnny Dollar]

But I really have to go now.

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, where to, Johnny?

[Johnny Dollar]

A long, long way from here. Sure, Mike Brady could use a half a million bucks living it up the way they obviously did. What a plum that machine tool business would be. If, that is, he didn't have to share it with an old man. And what about his former partner? Hunting accident, I'll bet. But where to start? I took a cab back to my apartment. That's item three, a buck and a half. Poured myself a drink, pulled the steak out of the refrigerator. And then something Kathy Brady had said clicked in my head. I fairly ran to the telephone, but in a long distance call to my old pal, Ham Pratt.

[Ham Pratt]

Johnny, good to talk to you. Coming out to Lake Mohave for a little fishing.

[Johnny Dollar]

I don't know, Ham. Depends on your answer to a question.

[Ham Pratt]

Far away, Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

Well, it's a real shot in the dark. Have you seen or heard anything of a guy named Charles Foster?

[Ham Pratt]

Charles Foster?

[Johnny Dollar]

Yeah, Foster. You know anything, boy?

[Ham Pratt]

Johnny, your shots in the dark are getting better and luckier all the time.

[Johnny Dollar]

What do you mean?

[Ham Pratt]

Well, the police from over in Kingman and the sheriff and the coroner seem to think that a guy named Charles Foster has been in some kind of accident or something. But Johnny, if you ask.

[Johnny Dollar]

Just hold everything, Ham. I'll ask you in person. I'm on my way. Item 4, $6 for a record breaking taxi ride to Bradley Field. Item 5, $170.40 for a night flight to Los Angeles. Item 6, 2110 for a plane to Las Vegas. There I got hold of a rental car, the deposit of 50 bucks on it as item seven. Shortly after noon the next day, I was at my favorite fishing spot, Lake Mojave Resort, just above Davis Dam on the Colorado River. But I had other things in mind as I sat in the little office down by the dock and talked with Ham Pratt, the manager of the place.

[Ham Pratt]

And the authorities have asked Mr. Brady, that was his partner, you know, had asked that Brady stay around a few days, just in case.

[Johnny Dollar]

Now, let me get the whole thing straight, Ham.

[Ham Pratt]

Go right Ahead, Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

All right. Now, Monday, that's three days ago. Brady and Foster hadn't been getting along too well. So each of them went fishing alone.

[Ham Pratt]

Right. Mr. Foster went up toward the big basin, and that's about 10, 12 miles up the lake.

[Johnny Dollar]

And Brady said he fished down below near the dam.

[Ham Pratt]

That's right. And nobody has any reason to believe otherwise.

[Johnny Dollar]

Nobody except you.

[Ham Pratt]

Because of the way young Brady had been behaving. Johnny, you see. Well, with all the people I meet running a place like this, well, I. I like to think I know a little something about human nature.

[Johnny Dollar]

That's the understatement of the week.

[Ham Pratt]

Well, thank you.

[Johnny Dollar]

Then the wind came up.

[Ham Pratt]

Yeah.

[Johnny Dollar]

All the rest of the fishermen came back in, including Mike Brady.

[Ham Pratt]

All but old Mr. Foster. Soon as we dared, after the big blow let up a bit, we sent the launch out looking for him. But all we found was his boat.

[Johnny Dollar]

Where?

[Ham Pratt]

Beached on the side of the Big Island. You know, the one about 7, 8 miles up, over on the west. The Nevada side could have come from almost anywhere. And that much wind, though, Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

And there's been no sign of Foster's body?

[Ham Pratt]

No, sir.

[Johnny Dollar]

All right.

[Ham Pratt]

Excuse me, Johnny. It sounds like that's for me.

[Johnny Dollar]

Sure.

[Ham Pratt]

Yes? Oh, hello, Sheriff, I. Oh, yes, I see. Okay, sir. Thank you. Well, Johnny, Sheriff says I can tell Mr. Brady it's okay, that he can pack up and leave if he wants to.

[Johnny Dollar]

Don't.

[Ham Pratt]

Oh, why not?

[Johnny Dollar]

Just don't tell him, Ham. Not yet.

[Ham Pratt]

You have an idea, Johnny?

[Johnny Dollar]

Let me make a phone call. Then, if it works out the way I hope it will. You got a boat with a good outboard on it that I can borrow?

[Ham Pratt]

Well, sure. You can take my own with a 40 horse on it. That'll be fast enough for whatever it is you're up to.

[Johnny Dollar]

That'll be fine. But first, let me have that phone. My call was to the weather bureau in Vegas, and they were able to tell me the exact direction of the big wind of three days before. Then, alone, I took off in Ham's outboard and drove some eight or nine miles up the east in the Arizona side of the lake. There, for the next few hours, I carefully explored every wash and cove that was a few degrees north of northeast of the Big Island. On the opposite side, the one Hammond mentioned. Luck was with me. The lake was smooth as glass, the water clean. There were a few other boats around in some of the coves. Fishermen. I hope I didn't disturb them too much with my prowling. I noticed that one boat kind of followed me as though the man in it hoped I might lead him to a hot fishing spot. He didn't follow me into the COVID they called the rock pile, where a lot of huge boulders have fallen from the cliffs above into the deep, clear water. There I found it. The body of a man wedged down between two rocks some 15ft below the surface. One foot, apparently, was tangled in an anchor line. I quickly stripped down to my shorts, dove on over the sail. Two hours later, well after dark, I quietly took the body, what was left of it, back to the resort. The body of Charles Foster. Who did it?

[Frederick Benham]

How did they do it? What in the world did they do? Who put the men in menthol smoking?

[Johnny Dollar]

Alpine, that's who. Alpine, that's who.

[Frederick Benham]

Nice.

[Johnny Dollar]

Now, the menthol cigarette has tobacco flavor a man can get hold of. Alpine always tastes witch, never smokes rough. Alpine filter cigarettes. Nice. And.

[Ham Pratt]

And you don't think we ought to notify the sheriff's office?

[Johnny Dollar]

Not yet. Him. Because we haven't any proof that he was thrown overboard with that anchor tied to his leg. Even the bruises on what's left of him don't really prove anything.

[Ham Pratt]

Pretty diabolical, Johnny. If you hadn't been carefully looking for him in those coves, I. I mean, at that depth and with usually a ripple on the water.

[Johnny Dollar]

I know that dead calm was the only thing that made it possible. That and a little luck.

[Ham Pratt]

And if the body had stayed there a while, nobody ever would have found him. But now look, Johnny, if what you told me is true, if all that insurance was set up to go to Brady and the business. Well, now listen, you better nail him. Thanks.

[Johnny Dollar]

Proof? Ham, don't you see? Without proof that Brady did it, and with everybody believing his alibi about being down at this end of the lake near the dam, if only there was some way to make him show his hand, something. We could do that.

[Ham Pratt]

Yeah.

[Johnny Dollar]

Well, Ham, I got an idea.

[Ham Pratt]

Believe me, Johnny, better be a good one.

[Johnny Dollar]

Now, don't tell me how you cook this yourself, Mr. Pratt.

[Ham Pratt]

Hardly. I just had it sent over from the cafe.

[Johnny Dollar]

And?

[Ham Pratt]

Nothing wrong with it, I hope.

[Johnny Dollar]

Well, can't you tell by the way I'm making a pig of myself? It's fine.

[Ham Pratt]

More coffee, Mr. Brady?

[Johnny Dollar]

Yes, thank you. But you've aroused my curiosity.

[Ham Pratt]

Oh, about what?

[Johnny Dollar]

Just why you asked me here to have breakfast with you.

[Ham Pratt]

Well, all you've been through these past few days has seemed like the least I could do.

[Johnny Dollar]

I appreciate it. Oh, a cigarette?

[Ham Pratt]

Oh, no, thanks. You go right ahead, though.

[Johnny Dollar]

Thank You.

[Ham Pratt]

Matter of fact, the reason for all this food is I was half expecting somebody else to join us.

[Johnny Dollar]

Oh, who?

[Ham Pratt]

Old friend of mine who pulled in here yesterday afternoon. His name is. Oh, now, maybe that's him now. Come in. I thought you was gonna have breakfast with us, too, ma'am.

[Johnny Dollar]

I forgot all about it. Sorry.

[Ham Pratt]

Well, sit down and have a cup of coffee with us anyhow. Why not meet Mr. Mike Brady, one of our new customers here? Mr. Brady, this is Mr. Johnny Harris.

[Johnny Dollar]

Oh, Harris, that's right. Why do you say that way, Mr. Brady? Oh, I just thought there was something familiar about your voice, Mr. Harris. I don't believe we've ever met before. No. No, I guess we haven't.

[Ham Pratt]

Coffee, Johnny?

[Johnny Dollar]

Sure.

[Ham Pratt]

Well, Johnny, you plan to bring in a string of lunkers today?

[Johnny Dollar]

You're gonna try.

[Ham Pratt]

See, Mr. Dollar is one of our most avid fishermen, Mr. Brady.

[Johnny Dollar]

Uh, Mr. Pratt, wait a minute. Just then you called him. Yeah, I have. I. I thought I'd take a crack at the rock pile this morning. The rock pile, did you say?

[Ham Pratt]

Yeah, that's right, Mr. Brady. It's a big cove about eight miles up the lake on this side. Lots of rocks fell off a cliff and made a kind of rock pile under the water. Haven't you tried that spot yet?

[Johnny Dollar]

Well, you know that all my fishing has been down at this end of the lake, Mr. Pratt.

[Ham Pratt]

Oh, yes, yes, I. I guess you did tell me that, didn't you?

[Johnny Dollar]

It happens to be a fact now.

[Ham Pratt]

I'm sure it is.

[Johnny Dollar]

But now, look here, didn't you introduce this gentleman as Mr. Harris? Johnny Harris. Oh, well, sir, yet a moment ago you.

[Ham Pratt]

Yeah, As I told you, Mr. Brady, Johnny is one of our best visiting fishermen, Mr. Pratt. But, Johnny, there's no point in your trying the rock pile today.

[Johnny Dollar]

Why not him?

[Ham Pratt]

Well, I just got word from the boys at the dam. They're going to let out a lot of water, some emergency or other down at one of the lakes below us here.

[Johnny Dollar]

Let out. Let out some of the water?

[Ham Pratt]

Yes, sir. It'll be low tide today. I'm sorry, Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

So am I. Well, how much do they drop the water in this lake, Mr. Pratt?

[Ham Pratt]

The way I understand it, may go down as much as 20ft.

[Johnny Dollar]

20Ft? What's the matter, Mr. Brady? Why, nothing, nothing at all. But now, excuse me, gentlemen, I. There are some things I have to do.

[Ham Pratt]

Well, now, Mr. Brady, I thought you was going fishing, too, this morning.

[Johnny Dollar]

Yes. Yes, I am. Thanks very much for the breakfast. Wait a minute, Brady. Why don't you go out with me. I'd rather go alone, thank you. Oh, we could at least try the rock pile until the water gets too low up there. No. Excuse me. I'll see you later on. What's the hurry? I tell you, I want to go fishing. Oh, no, you don't. I beg your pardon? You want to be sure of getting up to that rock pile before I do. What are you talking about? So that you can move the body of your partner, the man you murdered, out of that cove before somebody else sees it. What are you talking. Get it out of there and hide it somewhere else. You're crazy. Because you know it'll be a dead giveaway. You know the bruises on it will show how you murdered him. How you tied the anchor line around his leg to make him listen. Get your hands on the insurance. Half a million dollars worth. Get your hands on the business that he's left behind. Can you deny that, Brady? No, no. No, I can't. Any more than you can deny who you really are. Mr. Johnny Dollar. That's right. Insurance investigator. Right again. It's too bad. It's too bad for you. Too bad that you caught up with me. Do you see this?

[Ham Pratt]

Now put away that gun, Mr. Brady.

[Johnny Dollar]

You see, you give me no choice now, $. And I'm sorry, Mr. Flat, but the same goes for you. Don't be ridiculous, Brady. Ridiculous or smart. Surely you don't think you can get off a shot with that thing before I can draw my own gun. For instance, like this. Oh, no. Oh.

[Ham Pratt]

Johnny, that took a lot of nerve.

[Johnny Dollar]

Nerve? Damn, I was scared to death.

[Ham Pratt]

What?

[Johnny Dollar]

I guess I never qualify for a pot on gunsmoke. Needless to say, Ham's talk about dropping the level of Lake Mojave by a full 20ft was all a bluff. But it worked. Expense account total, including the trip on back to Hartford. Well, Mr. Benham, I think I'll just forget that in view of my nice fat commission on that half million dollar policy. Yours truly, Johnny Dol. Now here is our star to tell you about next week's story. Next week, somebody takes a crack at the perfect crime. And with pretty exciting results. Join us, won't you? Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar is written by Jack Johnstone. Produced and directed by Bruno Zarato, Jr. Musical supervision by Ethel Huber. The role of Johnny Dollar was played by Mandel Kramer. Also written, our cast was Santa Sortega as Frederick Benham, Terry Keane as Kathy, Bernard Grant as Brady, Bob Dryden as Ham Pratt. Be sure to join us next week, same time, same Station for another exciting story of yours truly, Johnny Dollar.

[Kathy Brady]

Art.

[Johnny Dollar]

Hannah speaking. Hi, this is Arthur Godfrey. And I'll be back on Monday with tales like this one. They sparkle, they bubble, they go. They get you in a whole lot of trouble. You're overworking them. There's danger lurking in them. Their eyes. Let me hear you go, Richard. On Mondays, Arthur Godfrey time with Richard Hayes, Dick Hyman in the orchestra and yours truly, John Philip Sousa. That's right, Arthur Godfrey. Every weekday on these stations of the CBS Radio Network, Johnny Dollar. Hi, Johnny. This is Lou Little over here at State Unity Life. Lou, it's about time I got a call from you. I know. But then our nice, quiet, wealthy clientele hasn't been giving us any trouble up to now. What's the problem now, Johnny? I. I've got a crazy writer on my hands. Well, maybe not crazy. Actually, he's a very nice old guy. But you know how writers are. Do I? Well, don't you? Only writer I have any contact with is Johnstone, the man who dramatizes these cases of mine to put them on the air. And he's perfectly normal. Well, let's see. He's kind of a nut about fishing. You see, if it isn't fishing, it's something else. So help me. Every one of them is. Well, they've got some peculiarity. Look, Louis, if liking to fish is a peculiarity, I'm the nuttiest guy around. Well, you know what I mean. They get so wrapped up in things. Anyhow, this man, this author is a nut on murder. Writes nothing but murder stories. That's all he thinks about. So that makes him a killer. Can you think of anyone better qualified to plan a perfect crime? You have reason to think something like that's going on, Lou? Maybe. Maybe you better come on over here and let me tell you about it. Yeah, maybe I better. The CBS Radio Network brings you Mandel Kramer and the exciting adventures of the man with the action packed Expenser Cup. America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Expense account submitted by special investigator Johnny Dollar to State Unity Life Insurance Company, Home office, Hartford, Connecticut. Following is an account of expenses incurred during my investigation of the imperfect crime matter. Expense account item 1, $4.26 for a tank full of gas. As long as I could fill up my own car on the expense account, why not? When I got to his office, Louvittle wasted no time in getting to the point. Bodyguard. Well, I'd say that's up to you. After you've heard the facts in the case. Go ahead, shoot. Must say, though, I can't think of a nicer job than acting as a bodyguard for her.

[Kathy Brady]

Her.

[Johnny Dollar]

And I mean, what a body and all that goeth with. Wow. Then you meant authoress rather than author. No, Johnny, I'm talking about Mrs. Porter.

[Kathy Brady]

Porter?

[Johnny Dollar]

That's right. Denise Porter, the wife of G. Stanley Porter?

[Kathy Brady]

That's right.

[Johnny Dollar]

You know him? No, but I'd like to. I doubt that.

[Kathy Brady]

Lou.

[Johnny Dollar]

In my book, he's one of the best mystery writers alive.

[Kathy Brady]

No question of it.

[Johnny Dollar]

Over the years, he's done very well for himself. Well, he deserves to. That man can take the simplest plot and build it up into a fantastic mystery. And his descriptions of Lou, of people and places and things. Why, he can almost make you see them just the way he does. What's his problem?

[Kathy Brady]

Hers.

[Johnny Dollar]

Johnny, I've asked her over here to tell you about herself. Well, then bring her on. She should have got here before you did. At least. Let me tell you this while we're waiting. Yeah. We sold them both life insurance policies right after they got married a little over a year ago. Each made the other the beneficiary. Right. How large are the policies? 750,000 apiece. What? Double indemnity? Yep. One and a half million dollars in case of death of either one of them. And now they're not getting along? Apparently they're not. You see, Johnny.

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, your secretary said to come right in, Mr. Little.

[Johnny Dollar]

Yes, do. Please come in. And suddenly I began to hear sweet music. That whole office took on a kind of soft, warm, pleasant glow among one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen. Denise, maybe 26 or 7, tall, blonde and beautiful. Her complexion, faintly tailed, was flawless. And her figure, well, her expensive, carefully tailored clothes, even a few carefully chosen pieces of fine jewelry she wore seemed almost tawdry compared to the girl herself. Her eyes were a warm, rich brown. Yet there was a twinkle there, a sparkle that was almost an invitation. But into her eyes as she talked to us came. Came what? Apprehension?

[Kathy Brady]

Fear?

[Johnny Dollar]

I'm not sure, but it was disturbing.

[Frederick Benham]

And it isn't as though my husband hasn't been good to me. He has. Almost too good. A little too considerate. But there's been something insincere about it lately.

[Johnny Dollar]

Ask me, Johnny, it's like giving the condemned one a hearty last meal.

[Frederick Benham]

That's a horrible way to put it, Mr. Little. Maybe that's what it amounts to. Yes. He's been so moody, so morose lately.

[Johnny Dollar]

Why? Have you given him any cause?

[Frederick Benham]

No, of course not. I'm afraid it's just because when you see us.

[Johnny Dollar]

Go on, Denise.

[Frederick Benham]

Johnny. I don't know how to say it. I thought that our marriage would be different. Not like the others.

[Johnny Dollar]

You've been married before?

[Frederick Benham]

No, but he has. And I just found out all about it. And not just once, Johnny, but four times.

[Johnny Dollar]

Four other wives, happy as a luck with every one of them, too, for a couple of years. And then. Then each of them died suddenly, unexpectedly. Under suspicious circumstances, apparently. Not at all. Apparently a couple of them were accidents, but mind I use that word, apparently.

[Frederick Benham]

He's such a master of the perfect crime, Johnny. In his writing, I mean. Don't you see? That's all he thinks about. Planning perfect crimes, perfect murders. It's almost an obsession with him. And when I found out that right after each of them died, he'd written another book about the murder of a woman.

[Johnny Dollar]

To commit a crime and then put it into a book would be ridiculous. What I said about authors still goes, Johnny. Well, do you?

[Kathy Brady]

Or you.

[Johnny Dollar]

Do you, Denise, have any real reason for thinking that he might have murdered his other wives? Four in a row, and each of them after only a year or two. And each of them, well, insured. Doesn't prove anything, Lou. Not the least suspicious, huh? Well, of course I am. But if nobody's been able to prove anything.

[Frederick Benham]

Why, I'm scared, Johnny. The way he's been acting lately. And this. Not knowing what he's thinking or planning. If only I could know what he's writing about. Locked up there in his study every day, all day long, most of the night. And I lie there alone in my bed every night wondering what sort of a clever, diabolical trap he's setting for me. If he is, I'm sure he is. And the same thing will happen to me that happened to the other four. Unless you can help me. Unless he falls into his trap himself.

[Johnny Dollar]

How long has this been going on, Denise?

[Frederick Benham]

Months now, Johnny. Several months.

[Johnny Dollar]

So she finally called this morning and asked for you.

[Frederick Benham]

Please, Johnny, will you help me? Will you protect me from whatever trap he's setting for me?

[Johnny Dollar]

Of course he will, Denise. I'm not sure. You're not sure, Johnny? Let me think about it. I'll be in touch. Maybe in a couple of days. If you ever suffer a touch of arthritis or rheumatism and you've never tried Mentholatum. Deep heating, Ruby. You can't know how good its deep heating action can make you feel. As you massage it into painful areas. You feel its deep heating action. You Know relief is on the way. Mentholatum Deep Heating Rub is an extra strong combination of active ingredients for safe, temporary relief of minor arthritic rheumatic pain. Use greaseless stainless Mentholatum Deep Heating Rub.

[Kathy Brady]

Often.

[Johnny Dollar]

I went back to my apartment to think this one over. I couldn't imagine anything pleasanter than acting as a bodyguard for a beautiful Denise Porter. But the more I thought about it, the more I wondered. No question, but that an author constantly preoccupied with planning the perfect crime would be the most likely to get away with it. Or at least to think he could. I told Denise I wasn't sure if I'd take on the case. I was sure, only I didn't want her to know it, not yet. Especially in view of the fact that when she pulled a handkerchief out of her bag in Lou's office, a plane ticket had dropped out. A ticket to New York. Okay, item two. 90 cents for a phone call to New York to my old pal Lieutenant Randy Singer of the 18th Precinct. Then I hopped into my car and drove out to the home of G. Stanley Porter, Authority. It was an old place, but in its way, a very handsome one. The front door of heavy oak led into a large reception hall, its floor of polished marble. At the right was the entrance to a huge living room. At the left, a long, straight staircase, also of oak, going up to the second floor in a sort of gallery with various bedroom doors facing on it. But I'm getting ahead of myself. That front door was opened for me by a man in his late 50s, tall, well built, handsome, with a shock of white hair. Yes? Mr. Porter?

[Kathy Brady]

That's right.

[Johnny Dollar]

My name is Dollar, Johnny Dollar.

[Kathy Brady]

Oh, come in, Mr. Dollar. By all means, come in. Thank you. I don't know what brings you here, but I can assure you it's a real pleasure to see you.

[Johnny Dollar]

Thank you again.

[Kathy Brady]

I've been following these exciting exploits of yours for years on the radio.

[Johnny Dollar]

I'm glad to hear that.

[Kathy Brady]

Let's see now, about six feet up.

[Johnny Dollar]

That's right.

[Kathy Brady]

Perhaps 160 pounds, dark hair and eyes of grays and built like a steel spring, I'm sure. Just the way I've always visualized you. But how Elaine do for you?

[Johnny Dollar]

Your wife isn't at home.

[Kathy Brady]

Oh, I see. She's been checking with you or one of your companies about our insurance.

[Johnny Dollar]

Something like that, yes.

[Kathy Brady]

Now, I'm sorry, Mr. Dower, but I can assure you we have all we need. And surely they aren't making you fill in your time as an ordinary salesman.

[Johnny Dollar]

No, Mr. Portland. It's just that where policies the size of yours are involved, we like to keep in touch, that's all.

[Kathy Brady]

Well, it's a matter of making sure that we're hale and hearty and able to keep up these fantastic premiums they charge for a man of my age. I can assure you that everything's all right.

[Johnny Dollar]

Well, seeing this home of yours and the way it's kept, I'm sure it is.

[Kathy Brady]

No, I'm a writer, you know.

[Johnny Dollar]

I certainly do know. I have read and thoroughly enjoyed most of your books.

[Kathy Brady]

Things have been going nicely for me, financially, I mean. And, well, as long as I have the money, I like to surround myself with beautiful things. This home, the garden, beautiful painting.

[Johnny Dollar]

And the beautiful wife.

[Kathy Brady]

Yes, Denise is beautiful, isn't she? Very young, beautiful, full of vitality, as I'm very lucky for men of my age.

[Johnny Dollar]

And I suspect that all she needs to do is ask. And you give her everything she wants.

[Kathy Brady]

Everything. Well, I try, but working the way I do, the long hours alone. You see, dollar My writing is a sort of compulsion. Writing is my whole life. I get ideas from. From everything, from everyone I meet. Now, it may sound morbid, but even the passing of my former wives, and believe me, I love them dearly gave me ideas for stories. And if I don't get them down on paper and work them out immediately. Well, I have to, or I'll lose them. You understand that, Dolly?

[Johnny Dollar]

Yeah, I think so.

[Kathy Brady]

Oh, but apart from some of my. Perhaps too much of my time, I try to give her everything to keep her happy. And of course, when I die, she'll have not only my insurance, but other things and money as well. It's the least I can do when you consider how she nursed me back to health from an almost fatal illness.

[Johnny Dollar]

And if she dies before you have.

[Kathy Brady]

That happen again, lose her. My little Denise, the way the other. Sorry, darling. Forgive me. I'm sorry she isn't here. She went down to New York with some of her girlfriends and she won't be back until after the theater.

[Johnny Dollar]

Well, it really doesn't make any difference.

[Kathy Brady]

I guess, as long as you're here. Come along after my study. Second floor only. It's really where I practically live these days with the book I work on. Oh, I'd. I'd like to talk further with you. Who knows? Maybe some of your exciting adventures will give me plot material. I'll. Either way. Well. You coming?

[Johnny Dollar]

Yes.

[Kathy Brady]

Yes. Why do you see it that way? A little surprised, perhaps, the way I move around this place more than a little, Mr. Porter. Why? Just because I happen to be totally blind.

[Johnny Dollar]

Up there in his study only was a small complete apartment. I tried to speak further with Mr. Porter about his wife, but all he'd talk of was plot sprees. Who doesn't? And ask about some of my relatively mild experiences as an insurance investigator. Despite the fact his interest lay only in the fine points of winter, I found his conversation fascinating. Later, after making and pouring enough cocktails to give both of us a bit of an edge, he opened the door of a sort of a built in kitchenette and fixed one of the most delicious steak dinners I've had in years. And with such ease and sureness of touch, I almost forgot that he was completely blind.

[Kathy Brady]

Well, enjoy your steak, Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

Prime, well hung and broiled to a T. Fine.

[Kathy Brady]

Now just let me get these dishes cleaned up and we can talk some more. You can give me some more of your ideas.

[Johnny Dollar]

No, no, no, you don't.

[Kathy Brady]

Now you stay right there. You stay right there and finish your cigarette and coffee. I'm the host. I'm the boss.

[Johnny Dollar]

All right. Tell me, you always eat your dinner up here?

[Kathy Brady]

Well, when Denise is away, which is rather often these days. But my real fun is in raiding the big refrigerator downstairs every night long about two or three in the morning after I put my typewriter away.

[Johnny Dollar]

Mr. Porter. No, I think I would like to raid that icebox with you.

[Kathy Brady]

Fine, fine.

[Johnny Dollar]

Maybe for two or three nights if necessary.

[Kathy Brady]

Oh, of course, I'd be delighted to.

[Johnny Dollar]

Have you stay over, provided one thing.

[Kathy Brady]

What's that then?

[Johnny Dollar]

Neither your wife nor anyone else knows that I'm staying in this house.

[Kathy Brady]

Some. Some little mystery you're cooking up for me, Johnny?

[Johnny Dollar]

Yeah, something like that. And while you're doing those dishes, I'll go down and move my car over to the next block. A hunch? No, not at this point. Just lay it to experience some long, sometimes pretty unpleasant experience. When I went out to move my car, I put in another call to New York. That's item four. To Lieutenant Randy Singer. And what he had to say told me that I guessed right. That's right. He met her at the plane. She got off alone. All alone. Now, I don't know yet who he is, Johnny, but don't worry, I'll find out for you. And where'd they go? Well, like I said before, they started the round of the nightclubs. They made that one stop at a machine tool suppliers. Yeah, and all he bought and gave to her was. Yeah, you told me. Okay, Randy, thanks a lot. It all Added up. And why call me in on the whole thing? As a cover up, of course. To convince me so that I would convince the law when it was all over that Mr. G. Stanley Porter had slipped up with his mind on his book. He'd forgotten the trap he'd set, that he'd fallen into it himself. That's what it would look like, all right. And what was the trap?

[Kathy Brady]

Johnny, this. This mysterious behavior of yours intrigues me more than you may realize.

[Johnny Dollar]

Well, who knows? Maybe you'll get some material for a story.

[Kathy Brady]

Well, at least give me some clue as to what you're up to.

[Johnny Dollar]

Later, Mr. Porter. Maybe later. Maybe tomorrow.

[Kathy Brady]

Whatever you say. Another drink?

[Johnny Dollar]

No, thanks, I'm fine. See?

[Kathy Brady]

Maybe that I'm ahead of you, huh?

[Johnny Dollar]

What is it, sir?

[Kathy Brady]

Front door. Denise is home now, as I told you, Johnny. She'll stop in here for a minute to say goodnight to me. So if you want to go through this little stunt of hiding from her. She's coming up the stairs now. I'll get to my typewriter.

[Johnny Dollar]

When I look back on it, the business of hiding in that tiny kitchenette with the door open only a crack seems almost childish. Like a couple of kids playing Mystery Story. But believe me, this was playing for keeps.

[Frederick Benham]

Still working, darling?

[Kathy Brady]

Yeah, usual. Did you enjoy the play, my dear?

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, the other girls seem to like it.

[Kathy Brady]

Was Dal Brown.

[Frederick Benham]

Oh, you know, usual thing. Oh, I'm terribly tired, dear. I think I. Oh, there's plenty of milk and a nice chocolate cake, your favorite kind, in the refrigerator. You know, for your late, late supper.

[Kathy Brady]

Thank you. Night, dear.

[Frederick Benham]

Night.

[Kathy Brady]

Well, my fellow conspirator, you may come out now.

[Johnny Dollar]

Kind of a silly sort of a game, I suppose, is it? Well, isn't it?

[Kathy Brady]

I wonder.

[Johnny Dollar]

You wonder what?

[Kathy Brady]

I was thinking that maybe I'd let you see the manuscript story I'm working on. Later on perhaps.

[Johnny Dollar]

Whatever you say.

[Kathy Brady]

Well, it might be quite apropos to this. This game of ours with Denise. Except of course that I haven't written the ending yet.

[Johnny Dollar]

Is that why you've been so interested in talking with me? Having me here, Mr. Porter, in the hope that maybe I can help you write the ending?

[Kathy Brady]

I'm not sure. Not yet.

[Johnny Dollar]

Tell me this, Mr. Porter. Is there by any chance a character in it like. Like yourself? A man without sight who nonetheless manages to get around his home as though he could see as well as I do?

[Kathy Brady]

I'm not going to tell you a thing, Johnny. Not yet. Shall we go downstairs and raid the icebox?

[Johnny Dollar]

After that huge dinner only a couple of hours ago. And those drinks. Don't you think a little snooze sounds like a much better idea?

[Kathy Brady]

Yeah, perhaps you're right.

[Johnny Dollar]

Good. You want to sprawl out on the sofa? I'll grab some sleep right here in this chair. Finally, after what seemed like a couple of hours, he began to snore. Softly, but deeply, quietly as possible, I slipped out of the room into the head of the long, dark staircase that led to the marble floor of the reception hall far below. Then, carefully feeling my way one step at a time, I started down. And there they were. On the fourth step from the top. There must have been a couple of dozen of them. Small, smooth steel ball bearings that she and her boyfriend in New York had bought. Had Porter ever stepped up in one of his usual quick flights down those stairs, nothing in the world could possibly have saved him from crashing to the stone floor below. And when it was over, she could have gathered up those ball bearings, disposed of them, and nobody would have known the fall wasn't an accident by a blind man who simply missed a step that he couldn't see. There'd be nothing to suggest that he was pushed down the stairs, because he wasn't. No marks where a wire might have been stretched across because there was none. No sign at all of what really happened. Carefully, still feeling my way in the dark, I collected the ball bearings from the stair tread and put them into my pocket. Then I went back up and started feeling my way back to Mr. Porter's.

[Kathy Brady]

That's all right, Charlie. Mr. Porter, I've seen now what you planned for me. Or rather, my ears have told me.

[Johnny Dollar]

I'm sorry, Mr. Porter.

[Kathy Brady]

And it looks as though you have given me an ending to my story, didn't it?

[Johnny Dollar]

You mean your story is about this?

[Kathy Brady]

About Denise and her having got tired of living with an old man? About her lover in New York? Hell, I'm afraid I've known all along, Johnny, about a lot of things. And a man of my age married to a lovely young girl only half his age.

[Johnny Dollar]

I guess that's why I felt in the beginning, Mr. Porter, that if one of you were plotting to kill the other, it wouldn't be.

[Kathy Brady]

All I didn't know was how she would try it or when.

[Johnny Dollar]

What'll you do now, sir? Though I know it's really none of my affair.

[Kathy Brady]

Now, give me the little steel balls you found. When I get into her, she sees that I know.

[Johnny Dollar]

I guess from now on, mine will.

[Kathy Brady]

Be a very lonely life. Johnny.

[Johnny Dollar]

I left him, then walked out to my car, drove back to my apartment, poured myself a good stiff drink and have been quietly sitting here writing out this report. Whatever may have happened when he faced her with the evidence of her attempt to murder him is none of my affair. The expense account? Forget it. Yours truly, Johnny Doll. Now here is Mandel Kramer to tell you about next week's story. Next week I start out to collect a small debt, but instead I collect a bullet. Join us, won't you? Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar is written by Jack Johnstone, produced by Bruno Zarato Jr. Directed by Eddo, musical supervision by Ethel Huber. The part of Johnny Dollar was played by Mandel Kramer. Also heard were Alan Manson as Lou, Evelyn Juster as Denise, Raymond Edward Johnson as Porter, Eugene Francis as Randy. Be sure to join us next week, same time, same station, for another exciting story of yours truly, Johnny Dollar. This is Art Hannah speaking. When the Moore family ditched cable Internet and switched to Siddly fiber, they got so much more. Mr. Moore got more upload speed for next level gaming and live streaming to the with reliable service. Mrs. Moore is no longer her family's IT guru. Leaving her more time to stream games into overtime.

[Frederick Benham]

Let's go.

[Johnny Dollar]

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