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Expense account, submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dallas to Swanson Industrial Insurance Corporation of Hartford, Attention, George Donnelly. The following is an accounting of my expenditures during investigation of the Bello Horizonte Railroad matter. Expense account item one, $500.38 transportation, Hartford to New York to Rio de Janeiro. I found the executive officers of the railroad all right, Avenue Braca Aranya 392. But I didn't find the president, Mr. Benjamin J. Hulley. Reason? They'd taken him to the hospital that afternoon. A nurse at the Santa Maria told me that Benjamin Hulley had left strict orders that the minute I came in I should be admitted to his room. I found him propped up in a bed. There was the smell of alcohol and boiled milk. Ulcers. Peptic or duodenal, we don't know. Nobody knows. The end product, the acid indigestion. Insurance? You'll have ulcers too. Probably. It starts with heartburn and the gnawing pain before meals, then all of a sudden you've got them. The disease is a business man. Maybe we'd better postpone our talk for a while. Now what's the difference whether I think about it or talk about it? It's fair to get it out of my system. Otherwise it eats at me. Consider yourself a treatment. Well, we'll cut it short. I can give you a condensed version. Four locomotives, 20 dead. What am I giving you this for? You've got reports? Two of them. One said accidental. The others said equipment had been tampered with. Ridiculous. Accidental. How could it possibly be accidental? Four in two months. Four in two months. Listen to the facts. One trestle over the rear does valace. A trestle that had held up for almost a half-century. Two dead. Only cabin tender, luckily. Could have been a freight. Another derailed and bombed a statue. Two more. They're collided off a sighting a few miles west of the Port of Vittorio. Accidental, my foot. Who sent you the accidental report? Meyers, Henry Meyers, foreman of the roundhouse at Bello Horizonte. That stupid, moronic, idiotic, blundering fool. You're going to pop something carrying on like this, Mr. Hully. If you don't calm down, I'm going to get kicked out of here. Don't treat me like a baby. I know what I'm doing. Now, the men to write a personal letter to Mr. Donnell is hanging in for the chicks. They were prompt. Very prompt. Your company is to be complimented. We'd rather be informed. Just what kind of a railroad do you run, Mr. Hully? Manganese. Nothing but manganese. A little bauxite, but not enough to cover the bottom of a gondola car. Manganese is our load. And if you ask me, that's the trouble right there. Where? Peter Yaradan. Who's Peter Yaradan? He's beyond description, Mr. Donnell. The greediest, trickiest man I've ever known. I hauled Manganese for a competitor. At first, he tried to buy me out of wooden cell. Then he used other methods. He spread vicious rumors about Bello Horizonte railroad stock being worth it. It almost ruined me. Now about the crashes. Is there any evidence that someone tampered with the machinery? No, none. Whatever proof might have existed would have been destroyed in the crash. Which is exactly why I suspect Yaradan. Why, with this railroad in his hands, he'd control the entire market down here. Well, I think I've taken up another of your time, Mr. Hully. Mr. Donnell, I'm an old man. I've worked very hard. I started as an engineer with this railroad 25 years ago. Worked myself up to the presidency. Whatever this road is, I've made it. And I'd be everlastingly grateful if you'd put Yaradan just where he belongs, behind bars. My job is investigation, not prosecution, Mr. Hully. Take my word, Mr. Dollar, it's Yaradan. Well, before I go any further, I'd like to talk to this mire as the foreman in Bello Horizonte. Yes, very wise. It's about 400 miles north. I'll have a car and driver waiting for you in the morning. That is what my mother had named me. I do not know why. Perhaps after a pig or a cow, my mother named all her children after animals. It is what you might call nickname. Of course, nicknames are terrible things. They stick to you like paste. You like the way I drive. Ah, you drive swell. Swell? Good, fine, great. No, no, not that. The compliments are too much. Maybe fine, perhaps good, but not great. Why you go to Bello Horizonte, Mr. Dollar? Business? Ah, you're silly. You're silly. You think you can keep your business from me? You think you are hiding something in the state of Minas, Harays? You're foolish to try. Then why am I going to Bello Horizonte? Your name is Johnny Dollar. You investigate people for an insurance company. You are here by the engine crashes. You are going up to see Mr. Myers who worked for me to Hully. You will find nothing. Is that enough? Why did you find out these bits of information? Ah, around the town, around the town. How do you know I won't find anything? A brilliant mind? A gift from my father who also had a brilliant mind. Tell me, do I really look like a driver? Why? What are you supposed to be? This is merely a costume. I am in reality a poet, philosopher, a seven son. They can't you make this thing go faster, seven son? Ah, Americans. Through the mountains faster. You are crazy. That is why you make so much money and that is why Americans have old sons. My name is Dollar, Mrs. Myers. Yeah. I'm from Hartford, Connecticut. Insurance investigator. I'd like to talk to your husband if I may. He ain't here. When do you expect him? I don't know. He's about to wreck us. That's right. Well, I don't know if it'd be right to ask you, you know not. Well, it's up to you. I'm not from the police, you know. Ah, I suppose to be all right. Thanks. He's shaving. Oh, I've got plenty of time. That evening post just coming from the States, if you'd like to see it. Oh, fine. And there's caramels on the table. I'd like you to know, Mrs. Dollar? Yeah. Well, I'd like you to know Henry don't know a thing about this business. I just wanted to ask him some questions about the accident report he sent into our office. He wrote what he's seen and that was all he wrote. I wouldn't be concerned, Mrs. Myers. And no matter what anybody says, Henry had no more to do with the busted pins than them rods, than the man in the moon. He checked before it went out of the yard and he checked just before. Uh-oh. Sad or not, get into the kitchen. I didn't say nothing to him. Go on. I didn't say a thing. He talks a lot. Dollar, did you see? That's right. He talks a great deal for a woman her age. Her parents let her gable all the time. Have a caramel? No thanks. What is this about busted pins? Yeah, she mows. Come on, Myers. If you've got nothing to hide, there's no sense of aiding the questions. The pins were sold. Somebody, I don't know. I should have checked them before they left the yard, but I didn't. That's why you reported the crashes as accidental? All right, I was scared. A man gets scared for his job. How do you know about the busted pins? After the wreck, one of the guys told me. You mean somebody knew the pins were broken and he let the engine leave the yards? Yeah. Who? Come on, Myers. Who? You don't have to find that out yourself, Dollar. You're in plenty of trouble, Myers. I told you all I'm gonna tell you. Now get out of here. Okay. But if you change your mind, I'll be at the San Carlos Hotel. I'll remember that. The San Carlos. All day. If you sit here in your room all day, Mr. Dollar, you do not have the benefit of the sunshine which plays so gently upon the soil. I'm waiting for a call, seeker. Are you certain you would not like another game of Monopoly? No, you won. Yes, company. You are dull. Dummy. If it were not orders, I would go back home. Yeah? If I insulted you, would you fight with me? Oh, too tired. Even if I call you a coward and a thief? Thieves will never hurt me. Well, if I... Johnny Dollar, don't move. I'll be there. You want Myers? He feels talkative. Come on, let's go. How did you know he would call? I didn't. Then why were you waiting? What else could I do? Ah, the American mind. True. Here. Let me over to the next corner. All right. And pick me up in about a quarter an hour. No, no, no. I go in with you. All right. Come on then. Don't run so fast. Oh, Maya ain't peep. Pooped. Pooped, peep. No answer. Look. Look on the floor. Looks like somebody had an earlier appointment. He's still breathing. Myers. Who did it, Myers? There. Vita. Go to... there Vita. There. She's dead. What is that Vita? Don't look at me, seeker. I don't speak the language. Somebody's calling. Mrs. Myers, come on, seeker. What you been doing? Talking to Henry? Don't go in there, Mrs. Myers. Why not? I get poison oak or something. It's my house. They don't, Mrs. Myers. It's your husband. What's the matter with him? He's dead. What? Somebody shot him. Who let me in there? Mrs. Myers, please. Henry. Henry, I knew they'd do it. I knew they'd get him. I knew it, I knew it. I knew they'd get him. I knew they'd get him. I knew they'd get him. I knew they'd get him. Mrs. Myers. I knew they'd get him. I knew they'd get him. Mrs. Myers. Who, Mrs. Myers? Who would get him? Harold Ann. Wish I'd never heard the name. Harold Ann. Now try to remember, what does the word mean to you? Vita. Is it a town? I don't know. A mountain? A person? Or a tribe, Mrs. Myers? Your husband must have mentioned the word here sometimes. Look, if I remembered, I'd tell you, wouldn't I? The police probably seek a call about having our girl. Come in. Mr. Taylor? Wrong house, bud. Oh, permit me to refer to my pair. D-O-L-A... dollar? That's right. Oh, good. I was sent to pick you up. Really? By whom? No trouble. I am properly armed. The woman in your driver will also come. Better not argue, Mrs. Miles. He's the same one who killed Henry. He must be. Who's your boss, friend? Yeradan, Mr. Dollar. Peter Yeradan. How do you do, Mr. Dollar? Mr. Yeradan? Correct. Be seated, please. I will send my man for something cool. Thanks, but I'm not going to be here long. You have faith in my tolerance, Mr. Dollar. In your intelligence, Mr. Yeradan, a man of your reputation should know better than to play with guns. At times, a man of my reputation has no choice. Ah! Careful, Mr. Dollar. Let's get to the point. Very well. I hear that your investigation is not progressing very satisfactorily. I thought perhaps the rest might gain you a new perspective. I doubt it. Tell me, how is dear Mr. Hully? He's not so good. Oh, shit. He tells so many tales that are untrue. He is lucky to be dying of natural causes. Something I hope I should despair. Just keep piling up that manganese, Mr. Yeradan, and you won't have to worry. Is Mr. Hully telling that silly, silly story again? If you mean the one about your wrecking locomotives and spreading false financial rumors, yes. Oh, you don't really believe that nonsense, do you? I'm not paid to believe anything, Mr. Yeradan. I'm like an old hound. I just follow my nose. That is not very complimentary. You can take it for what it's worth. I like you, Donner. Business-minded, dogged courage to the point of bravado. You would not consider taking a position with me at, let us say, three times your present annual income, would you? Funny way to offer a man a job, Yeradan. But one finger on the trigger, hell, I would prefer to keep our relationship on display until I find out your position. I'm afraid we wouldn't get along, Yeradan. You are probably right there. And it is such a shame, Mr. Duller. You could have gotten so much more per hour while you were still alive. To make every day more enjoyable, treat yourself often to refreshing delicious wriggly spearmint chewing gum. 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I landed about 10 feet down in Yeradan's rock garden right in the middle of a clump of stubby cactus. I ran out through the open gate, and I didn't stop running until I found myself at the San Carlos Hotel. Expense account item two, three, four, five, and six, $30.59 miscellany to tie up the loose ends. For example, telegrams, one to hulley, wishing him better health and asking him for a definition of the word ver vida. Two more to the police of Bomb de Spatio and Victoria, requesting reports on the crashes. Another to the company in Hartford gently hinting at foul play. I wrote a full report of my findings, including names left with the Notre Republic at the hotel, and ambled casually back to the large house of Peter Yeradan. Well, don't just stand there with your teeth showing like me in. Thank you. I run to the study like a good little boy and tell your boss he has a caller. Hurry up now. Put up your hands, Mr. Dolan. Don't be silly. You don't think I'd come back here without adequate protection? That thing away. Come with me, Mr. Yeradan. It's Mr. Dolan. I'm back. Couldn't leave without getting an apology, Yeradan. This is a surprise. Seeing you again. All right, Plush, you can go. But Mr. Yeradan, let's find him. It is all right. I will be perfectly safe. Yes, sir. I will be at the door. You made a brilliant exit, Mr. Dolan. However, it is a shame I frightened you with my innocent conversation. Fear comes in handy sometimes, Yeradan. It saved my skin a couple of times lately. You have contacted the police. Not about you. You're coming along? Alone. You have a remarkable mind, Dolan. You think I can allow you to leave this house? Not only leave this house, Mr. But leave with some information. Yes, sir. I filed a full report complete with names, places, and time of day. If I'm not back to get that report in two hours, it goes to the police department. And just where did you file this report, Mr. Dolan? That's the little secret right there. I am holding two friends of yours, you know. I know. I would exchange their lives for the report. I'm sick of your offers, Yeradan. You're going to release Mrs. Myers and Seeker, and you're going to tell me all about the word Bervida. How I wish I had the man like you working for me. Bervida, Yeradan. Of course, Bervida. But what you are really asking is, did I have any part in the railroad, man? You can answer that one, too. The answer is no. You don't believe me. Go on. The Bero Aruzonte railroad has been on the verge of bankruptcy for two years. But Mr. Dolan Benjamin Hully is a very stubborn man. I have offered to buy him out a thousand times. And he'd rather sell to the devil. I think he would. You see, the manganese fields in the Minas Garayas are owned by a competitor of mine, a small competitor but a competitor. These fields are very valuable. At the rate of their present exploitation, however, they make little profit. Small operation. Exactly. If I had the fields, I could make them pay and pay very well. If I owned the railroad, I could boost the freight rates, force my competitor out of business, and take over the fields. But Hully refuses to sell, even at a large profit. And the crashes? They should be obvious, especially to you and the insurance man. The railroad is failing. So it is he who's scuttling his equipment and getting the insurance money. And Bervida? If I could get to him, I would have all the information I need to put Hully where he belongs. OK, Aaron. I sense something of disbelief in your thought. There are other possibilities. Right now, I'll keep them to myself. Dollar, I will give you $10,000 not to deliver your report. I'm glad you made that offer, Aaron. That tells me a lot. Tells you what? That you've been giving me a nice mixture of facts and fancy. I'll bring Seeker and Mrs. Meyers down here. We're going back to the hotel. Look, Mrs. Meyers, whoever he is, wherever he is, his life's in danger. If you don't trust me, you'd better find somebody real fast. Or Mr. Bervida is going to be dead. They wouldn't kill him. He's in somebody's way, or Yaradan wouldn't be that interested. All right, all right. There was 20 killed in the four crashes, Mr. Thomas. 20 dead, that's right. And one injured. A survivor. The only witness. Bervida. Yeah, Bervida. Where is he? Wall, Cabin, and the mountains. I'm the only one that knows besides Henry's dead. Bervida was firing on one of the engines that crashed near Victoria. He saw somebody pull the hand switch, so the two locomotives were on the same track. The engineer put on the brakes, but not quick enough. Bervida jumped. Thanks, Mrs. Meyers. I think I'll have to know to email that report on Yaradan to Hartford for safekeeping. And see to my boy, we're going to pay our respects to Mr. Bervida. You stay here in the hotel, Mrs. Meyers. I want to know who killed my husband. I'll give you that information when I get back. I'll contact Rio and have Mr. Hully's secretary put through an authorization for a locomotive and engineer to take me up. There's a joint road, Mr. Dollar. Why don't you take a car? No, no, no. I think the locomotive is much faster. You're right, Mrs. Meyers. We'll go by rail. Mr. Dollar. Yeah? Would you mind very much if I stayed here and billed horizontally? Why, I'm cheering, you know. Well, I never would have put you down as having a family, you see, good? Well, to tell the truth, I don't. But someday, I hope to have. It could be around the next turn. That must be the place up ahead. I won't be long. Keep the meter running. What? I want to talk to you. Over here. Hands up. Stay outside, see, good. Well, it's late at night. Who are those boxes? Stay outside. I've come all the way up here to ask you a question, Mr. Berville. I won't answer any of these questions. Even for Henry Meyers? What about Henry Meyers? They killed him. Good. I'm glad they got him. As much as I hate them, I hate him worse. He was the one who saw at the wheel pins. I'm glad they got him. And who pulled the switch handle? I'm not answering any questions. Go away. Go away or I'll shoot. Go away. You got to look out. Go down the door. Who is it, Seeker? It's so dark, I couldn't see. He's running through the engine. Get that light out. We'll make two good targets at the door. Yes. Come this way. He's just guessing, Seeker. Yes, but it was a good guess. I could hear it. Come on, Seeker. Let's get down to that engine. Oh, I wish I had a gun. I wish you had a gun. I wish one of the two of us had a gun. Hey, someone is climbing into the cabin. The engine's on ahead. We're not taking too long to start. Look. Look, he's got the engine here to the ground. The engine is starting. We never get there inside. Stop! Stop! He's going too fast. He's got a curve up ahead. How much? Too fast. Look. The can makes a curve. Who could it be, Mr. Garner? Who could it be? Nothing but twisted flight. Look out. Don't touch it, Seeker. Most of it's still at boiling point. There is no sign of anyone. Yeah, but there was someone in the cabin. Must be a trace of them somewhere around here. Come on, let's keep looking. What about the boiler exploded? You think there is any part of a man in these boats? You're wrecking your crazy, Mr. Garner. Seeker. OK. You find some? There's a wallet. The outside's burned to a crisp. Can you open? Yeah, I can't read the top. Wait. This is one that isn't burned. Ah-ha. What does it say, Mr. Garner? It says, this certifies that the holder is a 25-year member of the railway engineers of South America. And the name? What is the name? Benjamin J. Hulley, late president of the fellow's Horizonte Railroad. Here's the way it added up. Hulley had come by car. We found it just off the dirt road a mile down from their leader's shack. The murder of Henry Myers remains an unsolved case. Police assume someone in the employ of Benjamin Hulley pulled the trigger, but I guess they'll never know for sure. Due to my report and public resentment against him, the Araran was forced to leave the country. The fellow Horizonte Railroad is now in receivership, but it's still hauling manganese from the interior. I might say this was one case that had me stumped right up the train time. Expense account item 7, same as item 1, $500.38. Transportation to New York and Hartford. Expense account total $1,492.54. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Remember, friends, to make every day more enjoyable, treat yourself often to refreshing, delicious, wriggly spearmint chewing gum. There's lots of cooling, real mint flavor in every stick. And chewing wriggly spearmint helps keep you feeling fresh and alert. You feel better, work better, get more fun out of doing things. So indoors, outdoors, wherever you go, keep some helpful, refreshing, wriggly spearmint chewing gum handy. 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