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Shortly after midnight, last February 3rd, a heavy truck carrying 10 tons of high explosives to a government arsenal was rolling along a foggy mountainous stretch of Highway 9W in eastern Pennsylvania. The driver, Larry Mason, held the wheel tightly. Hey Vince, yeah? Vince, can you see anything? The fog's getting thicker by the minute, Larry. For the love of Mike Larry, if you got a whistle, at least change that too. You know, we should have stopped before we hit this road, Vince. With that 10 tons of nitro we got in the back, one slip, and my wife cashes in my insurance. Hey Larry, up ahead. Yeah, looks like a car skidded right across the road. Slow her down. I don't see the driver, do you, Vince? No. Well, we better get out and take a look. Maybe we can help the guy. Yeah. I'll get out on your side, too. Guy with a car. Hey, what is this? Get away from that truck. This is a hijack, sweetheart. And this is a trick I learned in the Army. Oh, kick me. Well, yeah. Vince, look out. To all counterspy field offices, District 3. Mr. Harding now in Pittsburgh field office to take charge of following case. Truck hijacking last night Highway 9W eastern Pennsylvania. Relief driver Vince Duggan killed. Killer tentatively identified as one Sid Barlow. See counterspy file. Identification made by surviving driver of truck Larry Mason. Lock the door for you, Carol. No, Larry. I'm only going to the supermarket. I'll be right back. OK. I've got to buy a lot of groceries, darling. Got time to help me carry them back. Well, kiddo, I'm due downtown at the counterspy field office to see David Harding. I wish you'd let me go with you. No, no. I don't want you to have any into it. Oh, Larry. The word is an ex-convict. Hey, Larry. Larry Mason. Oh, hello, Steve. Hi, Larry. Going downtown, huh? Yeah, Steve. This is the wife, Carol. Honey, it's Steve Kramer, chief truck dispatcher down at the company for six or seven years. Mrs. Mason, Larry had no idea to keep you to himself. Thanks, Mr. Kramer. Oh, Larry, I'm going on to the market. See you supper, honey. So long, kiddo. Lucky you, Larry. Don't I know it. Going downtown too, Steve. I'm kind of in a hurry. Counterspy field office, huh? Yeah. 9 o'clock to identify the guy who killed Vince Duggan. How about a lift? Oh, you got your car, Steve? A friend of mine got his right over here. Good. I happen to spot you, so we stopped. Good enough. Hop in, Larry. This is a friend of mine, Mr. Marango, Larry Mason. Hiya. Good morning. You in, Steve? Take off. Larry, I've been telling Mr. Marango what pals you and Vince Duggan were. Vince was a great guy. Yes, yes, it was an unfortunate accident, Larry. Wasn't an accident, Mr. Marango. That rotten dog just shot Vince down. I understand the counterspies already picked up the guy who killed Vince from the description you gave him. Yeah. Character name, Sid Barlow. All they need now is for you to pick the guy out of the lineup. I'll never forget that killer's face. I'll pick him out all right. Larry, maybe you won't pick Barlow out. Why wouldn't I hang it on Barlow if he's the guy? Tell him, Steve. Larry, three years ago a con got out of the state jug in Ohio after a stretch for manslaughter. Truck accident. Yeah. He comes here to Pittsburgh, changes his name to Larry Mason, and gets a job with our company as a truck driver under false pretenses. How did you know? Also, Larry, last year you married a very lovely girl. I'll say. But of course, you didn't tell Carol about your prison term, did you? Now listen. What Carol doesn't know won't hurt her, eh, Larry? Carol doesn't have to know. Does she, Steve? Oh, Mr. Marango, nobody has to know. That's up to Larry. So that's the setup. Ah, Steve, it's a quarter to nine. We'll drive Larry down to the counters by field office, and Mr. Harding will be waiting for it. Mr. Harding, here's Larry Mason. Mr. Harding? Good morning, Larry. Sit down here with Peter and me. Yes. This is our lineup room, Larry. In a few seconds, several men will come out on that platform up there behind glass, sit barlow among them. I want you to pick out the killer. Yes. The lights are so arranged that we can see the men, but they can't see us. And they can't hear us either. Conway. Yes, Mr. Harding? We're ready, Conway. You can send them out. Yes, sir. There they are, Larry. The second man from the left, he looks something like him. Take your time. Well, I'm not positive now. You know, I only saw the killer from the side. Just a minute. Conway, second man from the left, turn to the right. Second man from the left, turn to the right. He seems taller. Do you see the man you described to us the other day? Well, I'm not so sure now. You know, it was dark that night. Larry. Vince Duggan was your closest friend. You have a deep personal interest in bringing his murderer to trial. Sure. Sure, I had. But there's even more to this case. Recently, a number of trucks carrying nitrofintuoline, a powerful explosive, have been hijacked. Yes, that's what we were carrying the other night. Well, Larry, we suspect that some big international racketeer is shipping these stolen explosives to a dangerous anti-American group in the Far East. It can make all kinds of international trouble. Yes, sir. I see. Now, if you can point out the killer, you will be helping us smash a dangerous international racket. Now, can you identify one of those men as the murderer of Vince Duggan? Mr. Hotty Heap, he's not there, not the one who killed Vince Duggan. Mason, your original description of the murderer was an amazingly exact one and detailed. You were eager to see him punished. I'd like to know what's changed your mind. All right, Mason, you can go. Larry, this is Steve. I left a message for you to call me. Listen, I made a date for you with Mr. Marengo, and you better come. 8 o'clock tonight in this penthouse apartment. I'll pick you up. Larry, I want to thank you for not identifying Barlow yesterday at the Countersby Field Office. Keep your thanks, Marengo. Larry, that's no way to act, Mr. Marengo. There's nothing to talk about, Steve. You two got what you wanted. That was the deal. Yes, Larry, that was that deal. Now I have a new deal for you. Chance to make some real dough, Larry. Not the measly dough you get for pushing a truck around for our company. I'm satisfied. Nothing so stubborn as a reformed convict, eh, Steve? Larry, I am scheduling you to take a load of explosives for the company tomorrow night to another arsenal at Bay City alone. That powder don't get to Bay City. You see, Larry, some of my men will be waiting to meet your truck on the highway. Mr. Marengo, has it all set up, Larry? All you do is take one on the chin to make the hijack look clean. Nothing doing. It's no deal, Marengo. I paid you off. I did what you wanted, and I'm through. Larry, what about David Harding? Harding? What do you mean? Larry, you did a very bad thing when you took the finger off, said Barlow. You and ex-con deliberately deceived Harding. You see, Larry, you have to accept my offer. My man will expect you tomorrow night. What's the setup, Peter? Larry Mason's taking a load of explosives to the Bay City arsenal tonight, Dave, alone. It's a perfect situation for Mason to allow himself to be hijacked. But do we allow it, Dave? Tell you what, we'll set up observation posts all along Mason's route. Now, beside, you tail him in a car. Take at least three more men armed for a capture if necessary. I'll keep in touch with all of you from the communications room. Bail 1135. Driving time checks, mileage checks. Thanks, Conway. Prime and mileage check, and Adams. Peters and three men are tailing Mason's truck in a car, ready for trouble if it comes. Keep an eye out for them. What is it? What's your location now? An even better spot for a planned hijacking than the highway, Peters. Keep following. Keep me informed. You mean nothing unusual happened on that long detour he took through the mountain? Not a thing, Dave. The driver doesn't take a truckload of high explosive on a dangerous detour just for the thrill. Stick close to him. Let's see what he does next. Hey, Dave, wake up. Oh, Peters, I dozed off in my chair, waiting all night for you to call again. What are you doing back here in Pittsburgh? I tailed Mason all the way back from Bay City. No trouble. Admittedly, it looked like a hijack set up at first, but nothing happened. He came back left his truck in the main garage and went home. Larry Mason is a very puzzling young man. You'll have to find some way of un-puzzling him. Hey, I woke you, Carol. Oh, Larry. You said you wouldn't be back from Bay City until tomorrow. Well, we have no phone here. I couldn't call you. Darling, what are you doing? Where's my suitcase? Well, it's in your closet. I'll get it. What's wrong? I'm just taking my clothes. Larry, please. What's happened? Larry, you're in trouble. There's no trouble. I'm just fed up with Pittsburgh. That's not true. Karen, no. Honest, honey, I wasn't running. Listen, Carol, I'm in a jam. See, I have to get out of Pittsburgh now tonight. I don't care what it is, darling. If you'll just tell me. Well, there's no time to tell you. Will you come with me? Larry, you know I will. Well, all time's not to have a phone. Look, I'll get down to the Crescent Airport and get tickets now, fast. All right. You pack, grab a taxi, and meet me at the airport as soon as you can. And don't worry, honey. Everything's going to be fine. Just fine. Crescent Airport driver, please. Oh, will you help me with some suitcases that they're on the porch? Mason, you going someplace? What? Well, yes. Who are you? Getting the cab. Just a minute. I told you to get in. Driver! Driver, this man's stopping. OK, pal, let's go. All right. Let me out of here. Do you hear me? Not yet, Mrs. Mason. Where are you taking me? 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I'm afraid you're not leaving town, Larry. What? I saw you buy two plane tickets 10 minutes ago. So you saw me buy tickets. Is that a crime? Larry, you're a material witness in a murder case. I could have you held in custody for this. Yes, I could. Just could. But I'm not going to. Instead, we're going back to your home. When we get there, you and your wife and I. My wife? She's got nothing to do with all this. Larry, a few hours ago, we received certain files. They explained some of your recent actions. Now I want you to be completely honest with me. I was, right along. Larry, we not only want to clean up this hijack case and Vince Duggan's murderer, but we also want to help you and Mrs. Mason. I tell you, she doesn't know anything about this. Emergency flash, Mr. Harding. Peter's car's C8, go ahead. Conway, where are you now, Peter? Right outside Crescent Airport with Mr. Harding. Good. On that hijacking case, he said a husband was at the airport. I knew he was going out there. What's Mrs. Mason's condition, Conway? He's right with us. We'll head for the hospital. Step on it, Peter. Use your siren, right? Larry, now will you cooperate with us? Well, the dirty rotten skunks. All along, you've been trying to protect your wife, haven't you? That's right. She didn't know about your record, did you? You know, now I was a conner. No, I never told Carol, and I was sure jerk not to. OK, Mr. Harding, how do you want me to help? After we see your wife, I think you can start working back in that garage. Yes, Steve? I'm such a fool taking a detour last night and ducking the hijack set up. I thought it was a good stunt. I've given you one more chance. For your sake, don't disappoint Mr. Marengo again. What's the deal? I'm scheduling you to take a nitro load to the Western Arsenal tonight. What road? Route 63 through the outer valley. Mr. Marengo's boys will be waiting for you in a valley. By the way, Larry, I'm sorry about what happened to that pretty Mrs. of yours. Someday I'm going to flatten your face for that, so help me. It wasn't my doing. It was Marengo's idea. Left this deal, Steve, we're through. Yeah, sure, Larry. Tonight you meet the boys in the outer valley and then we're through. There's the lights on Mason's truck, Mr. Marengo. Got down there in the valley. Is your boy significant? Yes, Steve. See, I told you Larry Mason's show this time. Lucky for you. My business is too rich to take chances. Chances? I've decided the truck will not be hijacked. Not after I set everything up and all your boys down there got to do is go to work? You don't understand. It'll only appear that the truck wasn't hijacked. I don't get you, Mr. Marengo. Right now, Sid Barlow and the rest of my men are removing most of the powder from that truck that I originally planned. But they leave will be used to destroy the truck and Larry Mason. Jill Larry Mason? Hey, it'll look like an accident, huh? We won't have to worry any more about trusting him or not. Both he and the truck will be blown to bits. Mr. Marengo, this is something I got to see. Oh, you'll see it, Steve. You and I both will. Ah, flashing the signal to me from up here. Everything's ready. Now, huh? Yes, Steve. In a moment. We shouldn't go near that exploded truck with the Marengos. Those other cars come along. Then we just act like horrified witnesses. Here's the road. Here's what's left of the truck. Careful. Not all of the explosives may have gone up at once. See, there's just some flames. Flames, yeah. There's not much truck. Very powerful explosive. Is it not, Steve? I'll say. Hey, are your boys supposed to be close by with the other kinds of explosives? Yes. But Barlow should be at this spot to report to me. Why isn't he here? Hey, take another look at the wreckage. What's the matter? Here's where the driver's cab was. Only where's Larry? Where's his body? Cue you. First your boys, no sign of them. Then no sign of Larry. Don't understand it. He sure nothing could have gone wrong. My orders were clear. Hijack the truck, remove most of the explosive, blow up the truck and Larry Mason with arrest. Yeah, but if Larry's dead, where is he? But, Larry, I know his voice. He's alive over behind those trees. Get your gun out. I got it. I'll try to get him to show himself when he does shoot. Leave it to me. Larry, we want to talk to you. Come out. We've got to pull the heat. Are you exactly, Larry? You'll find out. You can get it out again when we get closer. Stop where you are. Why, what's the matter, Larry? I've got a gun to stay where you are, right in that patch of moonlight where I can see you playing. Now, first, we're going to get a couple of things straight. What are you trying to do? Quiet. Oh, what is it, Larry? You've got to remember, I know that Sid Bolo murdered Vince Dugan. Yes, but what of it? And I know you and Steve got so old because I was spoiling your hijack rack. You tried to kill me tonight by blowing up my truck. That was all a mistake, Larry. From now on, we'll be good friends and trust each other. OK, Marengo, Steve, hands in the air. 105, Marengo, your ceramics. Got it. What's the trick? All right, get their gun for you. I'll handle Marengo. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. All right, please, please, please. My hands are down. All right, Larry. Leave him alone. Yes, Mr. Harding, a nice murdering quit. You've done a good job all around, Larry, but you can leave him to us. He squealed. He trapped us. Marengo, Steve, your whole plan went wrong. After we took your trigger man Barlow and the rest of your mob, we set off that explosion. You? Exactly as you had planned, except that Larry left the truck first. From the things you admitted to him a moment ago, we've got enough to send you and all your gang away for the rest of your life. When your friends drop in, be generous, but be thrifty, too. 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