Cumshot 33

But now we're getting some action from San Francisco.

Benton's body never arrived at the mortuary where it was supposed to go.

An attendant there finally broke down, admitted he picked up some quick catch by handing the body over to a man he was unable to identify.

The man was driving his station wagon.

Blasted man, the chief's on my neck, the commissioners are on his, and the mayor's on theirs.

How am I supposed to tell them that our killer is a dead man?

They found a notebook in Bradshaw's lab.

It ties his experiments in with a Professor Dwiggin's at Caltech.

I hope to hear from Dwiggin's soon.

Captain, reports from the valley of a hysterical woman.

Reports the present's the killer.

There's the location.

Let's go.