Ergebnis für "betten" in Privatdetektive

The trouble at the Conlee’s lakeside estate begins when vandals topple and destroy an expensive Italian fountain. Then they slash the tires and damage the paint job on a Jaguar. That’s when Roy Ballard's client, the insurance company, asks him to catch the vandal in the act and prevent future claims. Surprisingly, the homeowner, Norman Conlee, opposes the idea. He intends to address the problem himself by fencing the property and keeping his revolver handy. Eventually, though, he gives in, and Roy goes to work.

It's the early 1950s. Ju McCarthy is campaigning to rid America of the Red Menace. Nate Heller is doing legwork for the senator, though the Chicago detective is disheartened by McCarthy's witch-hunting tactics. He's made friends with a young staffer, Bobby Kennedy, while trading barbs with a potential enemy, the attorney Roy Cohn, who rubs Heller the wrong way. Not the least of which for successfully prosecuting the so-called Atomic Bomb spies, Julius and Ethel Rosenberg.

It’s 9:10 PM in the Chatham County Communications Center. The dispatchers stare at each other, afraid to move, afraid to breathe. One minute to go. Will tonight be the night? The clock on the wall changes. 9:11. A phone rings. The screens indicate the 911 call is coming from a blocked number. The dispatchers hope and pray it’s a coincidental call for service. Perhaps, a car break-in or a bar fight. With all eyes on her, one dispatcher presses a button, puts the call on speaker for everyone to hear.

Nach vielen Jahren der Trennung will Blanche Hilpert den Kontakt zu ihrem Bruder Curtis wiederherstellen, doch nichts funktioniert, wie es soll – erst kommt die Nachricht, mit der sie ihre Ankunft ankündigt nicht an und dann findet Curtis auch noch eine Leiche im Hobbykeller. Damit ist es an Professor van Dusen, herauszufinden, wer dem zurückgezogenen Eisenbahnfan dieses menschliche Kuckucksei untergeschoben hat.