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Yours Truly Johnny Dollar: The Durango Laramie Matter (4723)
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Today's Mystery: Johnny is called in because Durango Laramie Dalhart has disappeared with $50,000 in cash. Original Radio Broadcast Date: February 23, 1958 Originating from Hollywood Starring: Bob Bailey as Johnny Dollar; Virginia Gregg; G. Stanley...
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Adam Graham
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George Reed
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Adam Graham
Welcome to the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're going to bring you this week's episode of yours truly, Johnny Dollar. But first, I do want to encourage you, if you are enjoying the podcast, to follow us using your favorite podcast software and also to remind you as you're making your travel plans, remember johnnydoller air.com johnnydoller air.com is our line affiliate link. So when you purchase through there, part of the purchase price benefits the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio at no additional cost to you. Well now, from February 23, 1958, here is the Durango Laramie matter.
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George Reed
Time now for Johnny Dollar, George Reed. Johnny at Floyd's of England. How are you? George, do you by any chance remember Durango Laramie Dalhart from that place out in Oklahoma with the crazy name of Bum Spun? That's right. Now, Johnny, how could I ever forget him? And more to the point, has he ever forgiven you? Forgiven me? After all, you were the one who accused him of passing counterfeit money. Well, I know. All he did was wash and starch and iron a few hundred dollar bills to make him look nice and new and crisp. I'm quite frank to admit I was entirely wrong about him that. Hey, tell me, does he still pay his premiums in brand new money and in person? Yes, and that's what has me worried. How do you mean? Well, he wrote me some time ago and said he'd be here on the 10th of last month to pay his regular $4,500 premium. 10th the last. Why, that's nearly six weeks ago. Exactly, and he hasn't appeared. Well, did you write or wire him to see what's holding him up. I got no answer, Johnny. I think something's happened to him. After all, with the way he flashes money around, it's a wonder if somebody hasn't knocked him off long before this. George, if anything's happened to old Durango Laramie Dalhart. Yeah, I thought you'd feel that way about it. Yeah, I'll let you know what I find out when I get to. If you'll pardon the expression. Bum spunk Bob Bailey in the exciting adventures of the man with the action packed expense account. America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator, yours truly, Johnny Dollar. And now act one of yours truly, Johnny Dollar expense account submitted by special investigator Johnny Dollar deploys of England American office, Hartford, Connecticut. Following is the count of expenses incurred during my investigation of the Durango Laram. George Reid has quite a penchant for handing me really offbeat cases. But for once this looked like serious business. Expense account Item 1:9420. Transportation. I arrived in Enid, Oklahoma shortly after 4am Item 2, a buck 85 for breakfast. Item 3, $50 deposit on a rental car. I headed due north on Highway 81 across some of the flattest plains country I've ever seen that I hadn't expected to see again so soon. About 26 or 7 miles further on after crossing what remains of the Salt Fork of the Arkansas, I spotted the familiar weather beaten sign indicating that bum spung was somewhere up a rough dirt road to the left. Bum smug. Named by the Indians, it means bad water. And finally there it was. The same old broken wooden fence surrounding a couple of acres of poor sandy ground. The same ramshackle house, the broken down barn propped up in spots with timbers. And in the yard were the same two sad looking cows I'd seen on my previous visit. The swayback horse and the friendly mangy toothless hound. Some decrepit looking chickens bum spun so called ranch of Durango Laramie Delhart who'd made it in oil and who chose to settle down in this lonely desolate spot. And standing there looking at it, it was hard to believe that the inside of the huge unpainted house was clean, modern, well furnished, thanks to his niece Carol, who occasionally came up to see the old man. As I swung aside the sagging wire gate, I wondered if she was here now. I wondered if anyone was here. But not for long. Durango. Durango. It's Johnny Dollar. Stay outside that fence, you Mendin. The environment is here now is private property. Wait a minute. You're Not Durango. I came here to see Durango Army Delhart. Oh, you did, eh? Well, Durango ain't here. Now, look, you. Will you shut up that gate and drive away from here? You see this here now? 30. 30 drive away. After you've blown a hole on one of my tires, I did, eh? Well, I guess that wasn't very sociable, now, was it? Hey, look, lower that gun for a minute, will you? Oh, no, you don't. No, you don't. You try anything funny and I'll let you have it. I guess it is up to me to fix that there tire for you, ain't it, huh? After all, as long as I done it. Let me take a look and make sure you just ain't up to some trick. Here, see what I am. Hey, just give me that gun now. Oh, no, you don't. No, you. Okay, now, who are you and what are you doing here? And where's the wrangle? By Hofford, sonny. Sure pack a punch. Start talking, mister. Who are you? Who am I? Sidewinder Wilson, that's who I am. Who'd you think? Who are you? Johnny Dollar, insurance investigator. What are you doing here? What am I doing here? Why, old Durango sent me a telegram, that's why. Oh, yeah, sure. Here. Here, now, read it for yourself. To Mr. Sidewinder Wilson. Gunside oil field somewhere is near the Petterdale River, Texas. Yeah, that's where the field is. And that's where I got this telegram. Get yourself up here to bum sponge, that's what he said. Take care of my ranch for a while and get here fast. Signed, Durango. Are you satisfied? Just who are you, Sidewinder? Who am I? Durango's oldest, bestest friend is all. Old Em, since we rigged together in the oil fields before he made his gold strike up in Karati, that's who. So when he tells me to come up here and take care of things, I come. That's all what you expect. But now, look here, Johnny. Here's what you say your name is. Johnny Dollar. Yeah. Well, there's something I don't like about Durango's going away this time. What do you mean, what I mean? Well, I mean the way he must have left in a powerful hurry, that's what. You know Durango. Pretty wood. Pretty good. Well, can you see him leaving this nice house of his' n with all the doors and windows unlocked? He wasn't here when you arrived? No, sir. He already went away. And can you see him leaving no food around for the Cattle and Methuselah and Primrose, Jerusalem and Prima. What is this little horse and this nice old dog here? And what about the tractor just sitting out there in the field. Plows down, halfway up a fur. What are you getting at, Sidewinder? What am I getting at? I'm a sad. He must have left in an awful hurry, that's all. And if you ask me, there's something funny about it. And I don't mean funny ha ha. Yeah, I think you got something there. You see, he was due in Hartford, Connecticut over six weeks ago. Pay up on his insurance, huh? That's right. All loaded down with brand new money, I bet. Probably. Yeah. I've told that crazy old coyote a thousand times that he oughtn't to go traipsing all over the country with all that money in his kick. Johnny, if he ain't showed up the way he was supposed, it just means one solitary, single thing. Like what, Sidewinder? Like what? Like. Like somebody waylaid and bushwhacked him for his money, that's what. Yeah. Yeah, I'm afraid so. But Sidewinder, I sure hope you're wrong. Okay. I sure hope I'm wrong. Act two of yours truly, Johnny Dollar in a moment. And now for another episode in the life of Sergeant Donald Bellwether. My husb. Hi, honey. Did you fix the windshield wipers? I sure did, Reba. How's that? Oh, you fixed them. Good for you, Donald. Thank you, my dear. Well, that's that. Now, if it rains, we're prepared for it, huh? I feel better now. Oh, me too. A driver has to see the danger if he expects to avoid it. That's right. And also, keep the back and side windows clear. And rain and snowy weather. That's right. Oh, how about the horn? The horn? The horn doesn't work, Sergeant. Aren't you going to fix it? No, I don't think so. Frankly, Reba, I hate horns. Whenever there's a traffic jam, the first thing some guys do is blow their horns. Which does absolutely no good. Of course not. All it does is jar everyone's nerves. No, I. I don't think I'll fix them. Oh, but now, wait a minute, Don. Look. Supposing we're driving along and suddenly we see a youngster on his bicycle headed right out into the street. Sounding that horn will warn him and possibly avoid a tragic accident. Yes, that's true, but. Or supposing we're driving on the highway, and just as we're about to pass a car, that car decides to pull out into our lane and pass the car ahead of him. He obviously doesn't see us and he won't hear us shout. But one little beep on that horn and he'll automatically scoot back and avoid a collision. Reba, you've convinced me. Even though it can be a nuisance, the automobile horn is a necessity. Then you'll repair it immediately. Oh, that's my Donald. That's my doll. And now, act two of yours truly, Johnny Dollar and the Durango Laramie Matter. Durango Laramie Delhart cradle character from Bum Spun, Oklahoma. Gone, disappeared. His pal, Sidewinder Wilson, a bit of a character himself, had no idea what might have happened to him, but feared the worst. And I had to agree that his fears were justified. But tell me, this Sidewinder, have you heard anything from Durango's niece, Carol? You mean that pretty little gal fixed up this place for him. So nice. Kind of looks after him? That's the one. Well, say, don't he live down to Enid? Enid, yes. Runs a gas station. That's right. Sign of the flying red horse. Help me fix this tire. We'll drive back to Enid. Well, I'll help you fix the tire, but I'm staying right here. Oh, why? Why? Because Durango's trusting me to take care of the place. And if he does turn up, God willing, I'll be here to have him get in touch with you. Okay. Now let's get this tire fixed. Now, wait. Look. Huh? See that fancy convertible coming up the road? I not only saw the convertible, but more important, who was in it. Who pulled up alongside the fence and stepped out. She was 23 or 4, a tall, slim brunette wearing a neatly tailored skirt, a tight fitting silk blouse, neat trim. She looked like she just stepped out of Charles of the Ritz. We'll have these dog breasted. Johnny. Carol. Carol, how are you? He couldn't resist the Fatal Charms. I couldn't stay away just with that. Now, wait a minute. What the matter is you. You don't like that? Oh, no. Come here, girl. Now, Johnny, I. Gerald. Oh, Johnny J. It's all you. Shut up, sidewinders. John, my gum and my gory Is Durango. Durango? Oh, yeah. Carol. Carol, listen to me. You gotta propose. Janet, where's Durango? Have you heard anything from him since he left here six weeks ago? He went to Hartford, but he hasn't arrived there. Oh, now don't you start worrying none about old Uncle Durango or anything. You sure, John? I'm sure that Crazy old goot setting out across the country with over $50,000 in money in his pants. He ought to know better than. Oh, Johnny, do you think something's happened to him? Yes, me. I think somebody's killed him for that money. Oh, no. You haven't heard from him since he left? Only a postcard from Chicago, where he stayed overnight at some fancy hotel. And, Johnny, that was lucky. What do you mean? Oh, it was before he went straight to Hartford. Real estate man was from Chicago. Carol. What real estate man? Oh, he used to come out here looking for places with oil money. Tried to get Durango to invest in real estate. Florida, New England. Well, what did his postcard say? Nothing, really. Just that he was staying overnight and before he'd come back, he was gonna look at Ong's hat. Who is Ong? Oh, he's always writing silly stuff like that. I don't know Ong. Oh, Johnny, what'll we do? Where's the nearest phone? Back in Enid. Then come on. That's where we're going. In Enid. I put in a long distance call to Phil Avery, an old friend at International Press Service, in the hope that if Durango's body had been picked up anywhere in the country, the news files would have some note of it. Durango, Laramie, Dalhart. That's a man's name. Yeah. Phil, does it mean anything to you? I'll say this, Johnny. If a name like that had ever come in over the wires, I'd certainly remembered it. But it has not to my knowledge. Incidentally, what's this all about? Oh, he left here loaded with cash. Now he's disappeared. No clues? Only that he's planned to see some guy named Ong. Ong? For some crazy reason, he's interested in Ong's hat. Well, that's about as silly. Ong's hat, did you say? Oh, no. You mean that rings a bell? Are you kidding? Of course it does. Oh, no. Bill, listen, will you? This may be a matter of life or death. Hell. Act three of yours truly, Johnny Dollar. In a moment. And now for another episode in the life of Sergeant Donald Bellwether. My husband, Reba. Reba. What is it? Donald? Confounded Reba. I can't find the fountain pen. I've looked all through this desk. Here it is, dear. You must have used it as a marker when you were reading this book. See this great literary classic, Six Gun Showdown at Powder River Gulch. All right, never mind about my reading habits. Just look at the coverage we're gonna get with this new auto accident policy. Let's see, we have collision, fifty dollar deductible, fire, theft, public liability, property damage, medical benefits. In other words, we have complete coverage. That's right. Of course, it's gonna cost us money. I'm sending the company a check right now. Gee, it's too bad we don't live in Rhode Island. Rhode Island. Why? Oh, because then our rates would be lower. Rhode island has less accidents per capita than any other state. Oh, which state has the highest? Let me see here. Here it is. Nevada. No, by golly, Nevada's second highest. Alaska has the most. Really? I didn't know that. You know, it's just too bad we can't eliminate traffic accidents completely. Not only would it save life and limb, but it'd be a lot less strain on the pocketbook. Yeah, that's for sure. These automobile accident policies get more expensive every year just because there's so many costly accidents. Well, I'm glad we've got some good insurance coverage, Donald. But just remember one thing. Oh, what's that, honey? Well, some auto accidents ruin offender and some ruin a family. Yeah, that's true. Very true. But as far as I'm concerned, I don't want any of your old insurance money. I want you here at home, safe and sound. You always drive carefully, won't you? Yes, I will, dear. That's my Donald. That's my doll. And now, act three of yours truly, Johnny Dollar and the Durango Laramie. Hell. Will you stop that howling and make some sense? This could be a matter of life or death. That's right. You know who he is? Do you know him? No. No, I. I don't know, Leon, But I know what it is. Huh? A.R. new Jersey. What? Sure. Head down. Down to the pine at Cranberry Bog country down near Mount Holly, south of Trenton. Are you serious? Of course I'm serious. Okay, Phil. That's for the big. Okay, Phil. Thanks. Johnny, I found the car to that real estate promoter's in Chicago. Good. We'll take the first flight we can get out of Tulsa. Come on, Carol. We're on our way. Expensive account item 4. 164, 80 plain fare and incidentals. In Chicago, we stopped over long enough to pay a brief, unpleasant visit with one J. Harry Cramlin, real estate promoter, at his office just off the Loop. So what if I did sell this Dale Hard character some land over in New Jersey? What's it to you? You trying to cut in on a good thing? How much could you sell him, Mr. Cramlin? A little over $35,000 worth. But now if you. What was it? A lot of worthless swamp land? He didn't seem to think so after the glowing report I gave him. Why did he buy it? Because the old fool thinks there's oil on it. Ramlin, if you've taken Durango. Now, ain't that a name? Durango, Laramie Dell. If he's been shifting this deal, would you better duck the next time you see me coming? You threatening me about a cash perfectly legal deal? Oh, I'm sure it was legal, but oil in South Jersey, Cramlin, my warning still goes. The next leg of our flight took us to Philadelphia. There I rented another car. That's 50 bucks deposit, item five. We drove across the Delaware river and picked up Route 537 to Mount Holly. There we stopped for a sandwich and a Coke. That's item six. And there. A passing glance at a newspaper headline stopped me in my tracks. Something about a big oil development at. Yeah, you guessed it. At Ong's Hat. We burned up Highway 530 to Pemberton, then hit a sandy back road that led deep into the pine and scrub oak. Finally, suddenly, we came to a clearing. And there. Well, there must have been a hundred cars, expensive ones. Some of them chauffeured limousines. And people milling about, haranguing each other, shouting each other down. And right in the middle of the crowd, a tall angular man in blue jeans and a 10 gallon hat. Durango, Johnny. There he is. Durango. Then I saw something else on the edge of the clearing. Two brand new towering oil derricks. Come on, Johnny. Let's get him away from that mob. Not only was he cheated by that shyster real estate operator into thinking he was buying oil land, but he's. He's throwing more money away building those derricks. Oh, Johnny. That mob is probably trying to sell him enough rigging and pumps and equipment to fleece him. Royalty 10 to one somebody in that crowd's offered in the Brooklyn Bridge. Cebu. Then we gotta stop them. If only I'd brown to shoot. Durango's seen us. Get out of here, Durango. Out of there, cow. John. Hi, Durango. Durango. Well, what the dog blasted tarnation ever wrung you out for this class for 600 yellow scouts. Think you're all okay? I sure am. Come on in this shack here so we can get away from this blasted trout. Come on. Come on. You look here, Johnny. What are you doing with my little Carol, huh? I'll tell you, Durango, you sneak out To Enid behind my back and hitch up with her. All right, get on in there now where he has some heat. Just sit down where you can. All right now you young rascals. Is that what you done, gone and got married? Well, of course not your old goot. Oh, well, doggone it. That's what I was hoping for. Oh, Gooch, why don't you give me that gal? I know how you was talking ever since Johnny come out to bum spun last year. Durango, you shut up. I. I'm afraid this trip is on business, Durango. Business. Was a pretty girl like Harold here. And how'd you two get here anyway? Johnny brought me on the plane. But what do we. Oh, he did transported you across state line, huh? A whole lot of them. And if there ain't no law about that by Jake, you two are gonna have to get married. Durango. And I'm just the one to see that you do. Durango, I don't carry this old six gun for nothing. Durango, will you shut up and let Johnny tell you why he's been looking all over for you. What do you mean lookin you, huh? Durango, you've been had me by the crook. Who told you this was oil land, Johnny? I knowed it was the minute I seen it. But you put up derricks and they must have cost. Sure, sure, they cost me plenty. And a funny thing happened. Oh, now wait a minute, sir. The minute the folks got wind of me, a millionaire oil man from Texas and Oklahoma putting up the derrick. Johnny, as my word of honor, I've told every one of them people. I've told them that there ain't no oil here. You mean you aren't? I've told them till I was blue in the face. But would that stop them? That wouldn't stop him from wanting to buy this land away from me. No, sir. Had you been selling it? Why, sure. I told him it was no good, but I. I just couldn't stop them. So far I come out a mite over $65,000 to the good. Wait a minute, I say. Yeah. Johnny Dollar. Are you here to buy a piece of my land or to marry my little Carol here? Oh, no, no, no, Durango, me. It better be both. Now how about it? Expense account item 7 at the thousand dollars even. The company now owns a small hunk of land in on hat, New Jersey. As for Carol, that ever loving doll. Well, someday, maybe someday. Expensive out total, including incidentals and transportation Back to Hartford. $1,416 even. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar, starring Bob Bailey, originates in Hollywood and is produced and directed by Jack Johnstone, who also wrote today's story. Heard in our cast were Virginia, Greg G, Stanley Jones, Junius Matthews, Alan Reed, Frank Nelson, and John McIntyre. Be sure to join us next week, same time and station for another exciting story of yours truly, Johnny Dolly. This is Dan Cubberly speaking. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar has been a presentation of the United States Armed Forces Radio and Television. It you can make a difference in someone's life, including your own, with a job in home care. These jobs offer flexible schedules, healthcare, retirement options and free training. They also provide paid time off and opportunities for overtime. Visit oregonhomecarejobs.com to learn more and apply. That's oregonhomecarejobs.com.
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Adam Graham
Welcome back. If you thought knowing obscure facts about your state's geography would never do you any good, Jack Johnstone proves that wrong. He had to be like, I bet people have never heard of Ong's Hat. And I know about Ong's Hat. That will be a plot point. And I have to say that the selection of Ong's Hat set me down a rabbit hole. And I'm going to share some of the results of that. Because Ong's Hat became the center of One of the 21st century's great industries, it was a pioneer in it. It was the center of one of the Internet's first conspiracy theories. It was circulated online starting in the late 80s and even got into books and magazine. And to put this into a nutshell, there's a legend about Princeton scientists in 1978 who went to a ghost town called Ong's Hat to conduct experiments to train the human mind to manipulate reality itself. And eventually Hecht discovered a way to travel to another Earth completely like ours, but without human beings. The military, as they often do in these sort of cases, were going to get in the way. So the scientists did the only sensible thing and took their experiments and all their equipment to this other Earth, but left behind the house. The only time they come back is when they need supplies, apparently giving rise to small talk like, how'd you spend the weekend? Oh, just was hanging out in an alternate dimension, really nice place without humanity around, had to come back for laundry soap and breath mints. Now, the whole Ong's Hat conspiracy persisted into the 2000s. It was propagated and led by people who viewed it as a game, a performance, bit of a social experiment. However, some people took this really seriously, assumed that this was actually a thing they harassed the guy who was writing it. They came to his house demanding answers and eventually he just decided to state plainly that he was ending the experiment. And there are people who, at least according to an Gizmodo article in 2019, continue to believe it to this day. And the real life Ong's Hat has a history as well. There was a history that was written and later retracted about Ong's Hat having been a pretty prosperous little village in the mid 19th century, but by the early 20th century it had had its population declined to about seven people. And then a man and his wife came there and there was a case of suspected foul play. And the person who reported that said that he had been tricked and that what he had reported previously was a fairy tale. In 1968, a descendant of the Ong family wrote a letter to the New York Times to set the record straight. And according to this person, their ancestor had been a farmer and had a long route and so he built a place to stay overnight so he could take a break. This was Ong's hut and it became corrupted to Ong's Hat and that ended up on all of the maps. And even in an episode of Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar. I do wonder if the person who, or somebody who was part of crafting the conspiracy theory had heard this particular episode of Johnny Dollar because I wonder where else you would have learned about Ong's Hat back in the 1980s. Now that we've journeyed down to that rabbit hole, let's go ahead and talk about the episodes. The Durango Laramie Manor was a decent and amusing story. Like so many sequels, it was not as good as the original. It has some cute moments, but the end doesn't make a whole lot of sense. He was six weeks late to Hartford making his insur premium payment. There's really not a good explanation for why going to Chicago so he could go to New Jersey to buy a property should lead to him disappearing off the face of the earth for six weeks so that his insurance company has no other recourse but to hire one of the most expensive investigators in the country to track him down. In addition, I should think that when making a big oil deal you'd want to check the property before ordering the derrick's. I also think that because we are very litigious, if today Durango sold property even after telling them there was no oil, there would probably be lawsuits. The fact that you've got an oil millionaire setting up derrick's might lead people to disbelieve him. When he said there was no oil and he knew they thought there was oil there and sold them property anyway. And nothing requires you to sell property because people want to buy it. Being a homeowner in Idaho, I'd sell my house six times a year if I had to sell property whenever people said, I want to buy this thing from you. And the idea that Johnny violated the law in taking Caril across state lines is silly unless she was a minor. And neither Virginia Gregg's portrayal of the character nor any description of her leads me to think that however, Durango thought that or he pretended to. And so that's why I think Johnny bought the acre of property, because part of Floyd's of England's business model involves indulging the eccentricities of wealthy people. Today that would be on, you know, like the card they give to employees with their core values. And I'm sure they can do something with an acre in Ongs Hat, New Jersey. I hear Princeton scientists tend to really be interested in that sort of property. Well, listener comments and feedback now. And we have a couple comments on YouTube regarding the sick chick matter. And the listener writes, my grandparents raised chickens. And my problem with this story is that there was a still that close to a chicken farm, a moonshiner would not have to worry about the irs. They would have to worry about the fda. FDA inspectors were making regular checks in this area with many farms side by side. They established. All these farms are used for the supply chain for a couple of states. That's a fair point. And I think there can be a tendency in John Stone's writing not to write about the world as it was in the time he was writing, but rather as it was during the time that he was in these places. And the world he's writing in is the post World War II Eisenhower administration America, which has undergone many, many changes over the last 20 years. But there are times when it feels like the stories are from a much earlier era. So I think that's an interesting point. Thanks so much. But on the other hand, Listener Okie from OkC 2029 writes, Gotta be one of the best episodes. Thank you. Well, thank you so much. Now, as it's the first Friday in May, I want to go ahead and thank those Patreon supporters who have been supporting us for five years this month. Thank you to Jari, Bernie and Daniel. Jari and Bernie have been supporting the podcast at the psalmist level of $4 or more per month and at the rookie level of $2 or more per month. Again, thank you so much for your support of the podcast. It is truly appreciated and that will do it for today. If you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software and be sure to rate and review the podcast wherever you download it from. We will be back next Friday with another episode of Yours Truly, Johnny Jawer. But join us back here tomorrow for Dragnet.
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George Reed
Where Washburn when was the last time you saw Ms. Porter? I mean before this morning, of course. Just after midnight last night. I was sitting down in the lobby reading, just about to go to bed. McKay. Name was George Steele. He's a friend of Thelma's. Lives here in the hotel. Thelma said good night and came upstairs here to her room. George and I sat a bit and talked maybe 10, 15 minutes. Then this morning I was taking the fresh linen around to the rooms. Knock on Thelma's door, but she didn't answer. Finally open up with the pass key. There it was. This George Steele that Mrs. Porter came in with. Had she been out on a date with him, would you know? No, not exactly. You see, Thelma spent quite a bit of time at a bar down the street. Jack Hanley's place. She'll verify. Six nights every week. I see. George dropped in for a bottle of beer. Had one of them, I guess. Then the two of them came back to the hotel together. Did you have any visitors last night? Do you know? No, sir, I don't. Does she have any enemies that you might know of? Maybe somebody she didn't get along with? No. Nobody I know. And you can't think of a reason why anybody'd want to kill her? I don't know. Maybe somebody thought she had money. She didn't. Not even enough to bury her? I don't know what's going to happen.
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Adam Graham
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