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Well here now from nineteen fifty six or fifty seven
is the episode Missing.
Speaker 2: Necklace Ganger with Granger.
Speaker 3: Peter, what the world's the.
Speaker 2: Matter with you?
Speaker 4: One moment, you're driving like a madman, mixture littlely calling.
Speaker 3: I was making sure of something normal, making sure what
we're being.
Speaker 4: Followed, follow who it's a dark.
Speaker 2: Green to dance. He's following us for the past fifteen minutes.
Speaker 4: It's so desolate out here right right.
Speaker 3: Saying what in the world yourself? It looks like they
might write to run us off the road?
Speaker 4: Where am I?
Speaker 2: How are you?
Speaker 3: You're in the hospital, Missus Hartnet. You had a nasty
cracker my brother Peter.
Speaker 4: Did he hurt?
Speaker 5: I don't know whether I should.
Speaker 2: He's dead, yes, oh no.
Speaker 3: The police are waiting outside. As soon as you can
answer some questions, they want to talk with you.
Speaker 4: All I know is that the car outs of the
road and then the shot Peter.
Speaker 3: The police who want to hear your story in full,
Missus hard Man, all right, I'll just get there just
a minute.
Speaker 4: My necklace, what happened to it?
Speaker 3: Necklace?
Speaker 4: You didn't see it? A diald necklace?
Speaker 3: You wore no necklace when you were brought in here?
Speaker 6: Was it valuable?
Speaker 4: It was thirty thousand dollars.
Speaker 3: This is Dave Granger, private detective with a story about
a missing necklace, a dead man, and a green Sedam.
And just a moment, I'll take you back to one
of my most interesting cases. This is Granger. The story
started for me when the visit from a woman good
looking and smartly dressed, but worried and nervous. She introduced
herself as Norma Hartnett, the wife of David Hartnet, whose
name I know is a well known theatrical.
Speaker 4: Producer, mister Granger, did you read about my accident which
my brother was shot and killed?
Speaker 3: Yes, Missus Heartner, that happened up for after Merritt Parkway.
That's right.
Speaker 4: Do you remember that I said as on a necklace.
I was wearing the still while I was unconscious.
Speaker 2: Yes, mister Granger.
Speaker 4: The Nicholas wasn't stolen.
Speaker 3: Oh, my husband David gave it to me.
Speaker 4: But my brother Peter had been gambling very heavily, the
older man's thirty five hundred dollars. I put up the
necklace as collateral against the money.
Speaker 3: Peter old. There's obviously more.
Speaker 2: What is it?
Speaker 4: My husband's opening a new show on Broadway. One of
his backers was through. David needed money. He asked me
for the necklace. I was driving him from Committicut to
explain what had happened to it when those men ran
us off the road.
Speaker 3: Have you told your husband, Missus Huckton, not the whole truth.
Speaker 4: I let him think the Nicholas was still and when
Peter was shot. He doesn't know. I've come here to
see you. I need your help, mister Grainger.
Speaker 3: Desperately, you just want the necklace back is that it.
Speaker 4: Yes, it's being held by a man named Wicky Temple.
Speaker 3: I know him. He runs a fucking crap game.
Speaker 4: Yes, Peter was to testify against him in the gambling probe.
You will help me, won't.
Speaker 3: You, mister Grainger, You've got yourself a boy DOMA Hartnets
gave me a New York address one of the local hotelies.
Went on the way. I put out a few feel
us a Rickey Temple and got nowhere. He dropped out
of sight. I decided on an interview with Cal Hendrix.
He was a newspaper man, and if anybody could give
me a lead, I felt he could. What in the
world do you want with a shifty character like Ricky tempty?
I'm hunting a diamond necklace for a client. I'm glad
business Steve that I don't know if I can help
you on hunt. When the gambling probe started a couple
of months back, Ricky crowed down at tour or someplace
with the other rats. I'm sure he's in New York.
I used to hang around the West Side up near
Columbus Circle, the lit calm they go, ask if some
of the places up there. I'll need this bad change here.
I can take care of myself. Don't worry. The last
time you came back from a gambling joint, you were
wearing a barrel, never mind with a belt in the bag.
I went north towards Columbus Circle, started asking questions in
different small hotels as well as some of the big ones.
It took that afternoon, in the better part of the evening.
Finally I got the address of Ricky Temple's latest hide out.
What do you want, Ricky Temple? You're around? Who you buster?
I want to see Temple? He's an old friend. Temple
ain't got no friends? And say, ain't you Steve Granger?
Suppose I am blow. We don't want private snoops around
smells up the joint. She shouldn't mind your adverbs, mister,
and a move a side. I don't think so, all right, Granger?
Speaker 2: What's the routine for?
Speaker 3: I'm up to see you? Ricky? Your butler hasn't learned
its manners yet. He was told to keep out the characters.
You're a character, but I'm in. Okay, you're in. How
much do you want to keep your mouth of it?
You have the wrong man, Ricky. I'm not up here
looking for a quick Buck'll spit it out that I'm
busy inside. I'll take thirty thousand dollars worth of diamond
necklace that belongs to Missus David Hartnett. Don't be silly, Granger.
You've got it. She wants it. Good night, Snoop. The
door is open and I just run out of time.
There's a killing mixed up in this, Ricky, No, there isn't.
You haven't read the papers. Missus Hartmant's brother was shot
and killed. When the police find out about that necklace,
they're gonna get inquisitive about you. You sure about this?
Would I be here if I were kidding? There's a
paper I picked up. Take a look, Sammy, beat it inside.
What's the game? Be sure I get my percentage right?
I'm inside and shut the door. I'm invited to stay. Awhile,
I just want you to get something clear in your mind.
I have not got the necklace. Puts you on a spot.
Suppose I put out thirty five hundred clams and ask
you to hand it over. Well, come on, Rickie, tell
me the rest of the story. What happened to the necklace?
I don't think I'll say anymore. Let missus hart Nett,
come over, I talk to her. You'll talk to me,
or I'll get police headquarters on the phone. I'll tip
them too. Wa what about the necklace? Second? About this
game you're running? You still? Uh? I would when the
study grand one of ice concerned plus a killing, Maybe
maybe I ought to call my mouth because he'd know
what to do. Cut the chatter. I haven't got a lawyer,
and you know it, Loo Loo Granger. I don't know
what to play is see, but I got a couple
of details. Maybe they will help you get back the
neck with her, and i'd better get it back or
you and I will tangle with a cop looking on. Okay, okay,
I'll tell you why. I know now you see you.
Speaker 2: Hate you pull it.
Speaker 3: I'll continue with this interesting story in a minute. Oh.
As the door opened and the two shots reverberated through
the room, Ricky Tenthele dropped to the floor. I snapped
a fast shot at the figure in the doorway. I
saw him clutch at his shoulder and then beat it.
I tried a head after him, but was stopped by
He's outside of Sanni. By the time I perscuaded him
to let me go and to call the cops. The
customers in the other room and vanished quicker than snowflakes
and a heat wave. Then the police arrived, with Lieutenant
Mike Harding in charge. Well, gum shoe mixed up in
another shooting. Huh yeah, Harding?
Speaker 5: Who is he'?
Speaker 3: Ricky Temple? He'll never be missed. I suppose you start
talking about now. I told Harding what I knew about
the killing. One of his men found a gun which
had been dropped in the hall hill. That's something I guess.
I'll have ballistics go over the gun for Prince. Yeah,
I'll check with the later in the day, Mike. OR'd
it be in my office or Cal Hendrick's place? Okay, Granger,
you'll hear from me. Well, this is flattering, Steve. Two
visits in one day. It's not your hardened visits. I'm
interested in. You know David Hartman, the theatrical producer. Is
he the one who owned the missing diamond Nicholas? He
bought it for his wife. I found Ricky Temple by
the way I find out anything just started to open
up for me. When somebody cooled and Harding is thinking
his body down to the Morgue. Seems to me that
Temple was fronting for someone. He must have had a
boss name on mac Hendricks Harold Dixon. Dixon didn't occur
to me, you'd have a finger in the spine. Well
then one finger, I imagine. I just can't browse over
to his spot and accuse him of being in with
Ricky Temple. I know, excuse me, thing this is Harting homicide.
Is Steve Grainger around Hendrix? Yeah? Yeah, hiding down and
hit coat his fanks.
Speaker 5: Hello green check. The lamp man checked that gun and
came up with something.
Speaker 3: What The gun was registered to a hood named Nick Farelli.
You know him?
Speaker 2: No, he works for Harold Dixon.
Speaker 3: We've got out of pickup on Herelli. Thanks Harting, don't
check you later on what goes? Steve? You were right
about Harold Dixon. Uh huh. And I'd give four to
one and involved there's more than thirty five hundred bucks.
I left col Doug missus David Hartnett's address out of
a coat pocket hailed the cabin, went over. She greeted
me at the door, Mister Grainger, have you ever met
a man named Harold Dixon?
Speaker 4: Very frequently?
Speaker 3: In what way social Not exactly.
Speaker 4: He happens to be a partner in my husband's current enterprise.
Speaker 3: How much does he have to say about what your husband?
Show wise, that.
Speaker 4: Is quite a lot, since the other beck of clit,
mister Dixon almost controls.
Speaker 3: The whole thing, seeing your husband than having any trouble.
Speaker 4: Not exactly trouble. No, but he isn't quite satisfied with
the show as it tears. He doesn't feel that it's
smooth enough yet to open him Broadway. Surely you don't
think mister Dixon's involved.
Speaker 3: In the theft of the necklace, Missus Hartnett. I went
to see Ricky Temple. He didn't have it. Also, he's
a stooge for Dixon. What now Temple is done in
the morgue? Somebody shot him? Shot gun belongs to a
hudlum named Nick Farelli, a character who also works for
Harold Dixon.
Speaker 4: You mean Howld Dixon's a crook.
Speaker 3: Harold Dixon has been an elusive figure in crime for years.
He has been connected with big time gambling whenever he
shady enterprise in every time of consequence in the country.
Speaker 4: Look, don't suppose he's trying to get control of my
husband's productions.
Speaker 3: Suppose he can keep the show out of town long enough,
he can probably fix it so your husband won't be
able to get any more backing what happens, he can't
do that.
Speaker 4: It's not little.
Speaker 3: It is missus hartmant. It may be chisling and its
worst form, but it's inside the law, way inside. How
much of an interest does Dixon have in your husband's show?
In other words, if your husband sold one more share,
Dixon ad be in control. The pieces were beginning to
fall into place. The picture they were forming wasn't exactly
the pleasantest one to contemplate. Harold Dixon was a smart operator.
Food smooth and slipperys and eel dipped an olive oil.
I didn't quite know the best way to handle things,
but I was sure of one thing. If I didn't
handle him right, I could very easily find myself left
for dead. And just a moment, I'll bring you the
climax of the case. I want Nomahutan not to make
any foolish moves until I did more checking up. I
wanted first to get a line on where Nick Frelly,
the owner of the murder weapon, might be hiding up.
I phoned Harding at the police headquarters, but Forreddi was
holed up as securely as a gopher and sub zero weather.
So I called cal Hendrix once again. Six months ago Forrell,
he was seen her on the show Go from the
Mambo Club. Her name is Ruby, Ruby. What I don't know, but.
Speaker 5: A minute of the cup could probably get all the
dope on a voyan.
Speaker 3: I got a break at the Mambo Club. Ruby still
worked there. She lived downtown on a small apartment around
the corner from Union Square Park. I got a second break.
She was home.
Speaker 4: Your name is Grange to say.
Speaker 3: Yeah, I want to talk to you about Nick Farellip.
Speaker 4: What do you want?
Speaker 3: And I'd like to meet him. It's possible where you
name it.
Speaker 4: Ruby, Okay, be at the Bumbo Club at ten tonight.
Speaker 3: The Mambo Club was like a half a hundred other
New York nighteraries. The music, the entertainment, the customers were
all the same. Even the drinks had the same amount
of water in them. I want Ruby, finish your ten
and move over to me. Hi, Ruby, h where's Nick?
Speaker 4: You didn't tell me what you did for a living earlier.
Today you're Steve Granger, the Private Eye I am working
for Harold Dixon.
Speaker 3: What makes you think that?
Speaker 4: I'm thinking a lot of things.
Speaker 6: Things.
Speaker 4: I've got to be sure of what goes.
Speaker 3: I'm not working for Dixon, al I'm getting interested in him.
What's wrong a lot?
Speaker 4: Come on, let's get out of here.
Speaker 3: Nick isn't coming around.
Speaker 4: We'll go see him. He's at his apartment.
Speaker 3: Ruby and I grabbed some transportation. In a few minutes.
We were standing in front of a brown stone on
the Lower east Side. This is it, right? Hold on
the second. Why you haven't said a word. I don't
know what's going to happen inside. We won't get hurt,
just the same. I'll keep this in my pocket with
my hand on it.
Speaker 4: Do it your way. This is Nx's apartment.
Speaker 3: I got a key, sure you first, Please.
Speaker 4: This way.
Speaker 3: Thanks? I want a word. Looks like I'm too late,
doesn't it. I don't know about this, Ruby, nothing, but
I knew he was here.
Speaker 4: Well, he didn't answer the door. I let himself in
and found.
Speaker 3: Him shut once through the heart. Did you move in me,
Churt Nice? Tell the police about this?
Speaker 2: No.
Speaker 4: I got scared and came back to the club, and
I started thinking about you. I decided to bring you
over first.
Speaker 3: There's a phone in here. I'll call homicide. We have
to stay here. Do want to think about Nick's connection?
Was lately nothing dead.
Speaker 4: He's been worried about something.
Speaker 3: Just a minute, homicide, Please, This is Granger. I found
FERRELLI for him.
Speaker 5: Ians. I want to talk to him.
Speaker 3: You're a little late. He was murdered in his apartment
at twenty two to fifteen East ninth Street. I'll be
right over, okay, and you stay there.
Speaker 5: Yeah, yeah, okay, okay, I hear.
Speaker 3: I stayed, and so did Ruby. When Harding showed up,
I explained as much as I could to the girl,
and the homicide man was nice about it. He let
it go on her own recognisance. Then he turned to me. Okay, Grange,
it give me the rest of it. No rest of it.
The girl told you what happened.
Speaker 5: Uh huh.
Speaker 3: I think you'll find that Nick Farelli shot and killed
Ricky Temple. Yeah, look at him. The man who shot
Ricky got away, but only after I winged him. I
distinct to him. I was seeing him clutch at his
right shoulder, and Nick has a wound in that shoulder. Correct.
You do nice things for the Police Department, Green Jails.
Nick Farelli shot and killed Missus Hartnet's brother. He shot
and killed Ricky. You found him for it, but I
found him dead. I know you are going to say that.
Next Harting and his crew went to work. I left
the apartment and looked for a telephone, one in a
booth where I wouldn't be disturbed. I let it ring
the ten times with the phone company recommends, and forgot it.
Missus David Hartnett was not at home. I was almost
sure that Harold Dixon was in the back of the killing.
How the time in was the real problem. I decided
to pay a visit. He lived, but exclusively the house
on a quiet west side of the street.
Speaker 5: This was it.
Speaker 3: Yeah, here, mister Dixon, Harold Dixon, you're Steve Granger coming in.
I didn't know i'd be that welcome you are, mister
grangeym you've saved me the trouble of having someone look
you up. Okay, that's enough, and this is a gun.
Please don't move. I will take this gun of yours
if you don't mind. At this point, I have no shot. Hang.
I understand that you are alone are pretty dangerous with that
gun in your pocket, you might become obnoxious. Well, please
down the hall if you will, if I won't try it,
and see the first door on the right gone in,
have a chair, mister Granger, you're so generous. Now what
fast came a cribbage?
Speaker 5: I'd like you to meet one of your clients. Pardon me.
Speaker 3: I watched Harold Dixon back carefully to a closet door.
He turned a key, and when the door swung open,
I know why Missus David Hartnett hadn't answered my phone.
Call you too, mess mister Granger.
Speaker 4: I've been kept prisoner here. Can't you do something?
Speaker 3: He can, Missus Hartless. He can sit very quietly, or
he can move one and no more. You see how
it is, Missus Hartnet. I have a mouthpiece in this case.
It doesn't mean a lawyer.
Speaker 5: Right right, mister Granger?
Speaker 3: For being as formal as a UN conference, aren't we?
Since you're the president pro term, start getting with it.
Speaker 5: There's not much to get with.
Speaker 3: I think the police will differ with your friend. You're
gonna happy help and Nick Farelli shot Missus Hartnett's brother.
Speaker 5: Right, That would be entirely possible.
Speaker 3: And you've got missus Hartlett's necklace, seven't you? Since you're
not going to do anything about it, I may as
well admit it I have, and.
Speaker 4: You wres supposed to be a friend of David's and mine.
Speaker 3: All things falls into a very familiar routine. Missus Hartnett,
you put up your necklace a security for your brother's
gambling dead of thirty five hundred dollars. Ricky Temple had it.
But Ricky was fronting for Harold Dixon.
Speaker 5: Here right correct with the Grange Jet.
Speaker 3: Dixon had Nick FERRELLI kill your brother because he was
going to testify against Ricky, who would turn state sentance
against Dixon, which would never do. But why because he
had your husband in a spot since your husband needed
extra money and couldn't get the necklace from you to
make a loan on it. Harold Dixon said the takeover
the show. They were both interested in.
Speaker 5: Staying very close to the truth, mister Granger.
Speaker 3: So when your brother disposed of, Ricky had to go too.
That job was handled by Farelli, who was probably killed
by Dixon to get him out.
Speaker 2: Of the way.
Speaker 4: I can't believe all this, And.
Speaker 3: Now mister Dixon will have to dispose of you missus Hartnett.
Speaker 5: And you, mister Grange.
Speaker 3: Yet you want me, boy, yes, you again, I want
you to arrange for missus.
Speaker 5: Mister Granger.
Speaker 3: Okay, Boss, why I should dub him in the river?
I never ask how you do things, Just do him
and you. Dixon wind up with a half million dollar
show plus a thirty thousand dollars necklace. What's mister Hartnett
gonna say when he finds out his wife has disappeared?
Speaker 2: He's got some of their boss.
Speaker 3: Could we make it look accidental, like maybe a car accident?
Excellent suggestion, Jigger, Oh excuse me, Hallo Dixon speaking, Yes, oh, yes, yes,
of course. Hiding you may come up anytime. I've cooperated
with the.
Speaker 5: Police for years.
Speaker 3: Get him out if you're quick, Jigger, that was hiding
from his side. He's coming here to ask questions. I
want to ask a question.
Speaker 5: To take them out.
Speaker 3: Guess now, jiggerhead, did you know that your boss, the
Great Dixon, had Nick Farelli kill Ricky Temple Yet Granger
land the close Nick's mount he had you shoot here.
Speaker 5: See, Jiggery knows too much.
Speaker 3: I can tell you something else too, Jigger. When he
gets through disposing of us, for mister Dixon enough, he'll
dispose of you.
Speaker 5: What are you trying to pull?
Speaker 3: Take a look at mister Dixon, Jigger, take a good like.
Don't take me note of You're just trying this total
harding arrived. I don't know, bon get.
Speaker 5: Those people out of here right now.
Speaker 2: You're a fool.
Speaker 5: I'm had Old Dixon.
Speaker 3: Remember, yeah, Dixon, I remember, I remember some of the guys.
Speaker 5: We just stop, grupped out of sight. Put down that gun. Hah, Dixon.
Speaker 3: I think we ought to talk for Wray down alr.
Speaker 2: So try it.
Speaker 3: I watched the impact between Harold Dixon and Jigger grow
like an unhealthy thing, a thing of fear and hate.
Then I got a sudden break. Jigger turned his back
to me, facing Dixon completely. I made my move. Go
that gun. Well, friends, that's the story. I'll be back
to wrap up the case in just a minute. I
was lucky. You're gonna let go his gun in time
for me to grab it and snap a shot at
Harold Dixon, who fell to the floor writhing in thame.
Missus Norman Hartnetz stood as still as a piller of saw.
All right, Jigger back up against the wall. Missus Hertett.
Snap out of it. You'll be all right. I'm frightened,
mister Green, don't mind that. Have you ever been in
this place before?
Speaker 2: Yes?
Speaker 3: Does Dixon have a wall safe around here? Spot where
you might keep your necklace?
Speaker 4: Over there behind that picture.
Speaker 3: Thanks, we'll have the police open it. Do we never
get out here, Dixon. Let's have a dozen of these
men here.
Speaker 4: That's one of them.
Speaker 3: No, don't move, jigger, and don't make a sound. We
do nothing except let them in. Missus Harkman. It's the police.
Just like in the story books. They've arrived in the
nick of time. Steve Granger again, you've just heard one
of the most interesting cases in my file, and I'll
have another one for you, so be around next time.
Speaker 1: Welcome back. A good setup with the jewel missing in
the auto rack and a good job by Granger in
setting the bad guys against each other. Dixon overused the
idea of using one henchman to rub out another, creating
doubt in the last thug so that he hesitated before killing Granger.
And even beyond that, I know that Dixon had no morals,
but it's really just a bad management tool. As that's
a good way to run out of Henchman listener comments
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