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I regret to tell you that we found your husband's body in a cane field in the

Wahiawa area.

That's impossible.

I buried my husband at Good Shepherd Cemetery four months ago.

She identifies a body that isn't her husband's and admits she has no love for

him. Sounds like a wife who didn't care, or a suspect in her husband's murder.

Well, how's the old ranch deal coming?

I think I have a buyer.

Do you, um, have all the papers?

Pavement in full.

Ooooooh!

Hey, Moe, come here, quick.

Look.

This is John Doe, Steve, and he's in pretty bad shape.

My guess is the body was dropped from a plane.

Hell of a way to go.

I'm not sure there was a cause of death.

There's evidence of a gunshot wound in the head.

I won't know the answer until I finish the workup.

It would be a gangland killing.

How long has he been dead?

It's a little hard to fix.

I would say four months.

I want to know who he was, Doc.

Best chance is through dental records.

He's had a lot of expensive work done.

Let's hope it was done in Hawaii.

Steve, do you know how many dentists there are in Honolulu alone?

No. But I know who's going to find out.

Sorry, not one of my patients. Thank you very much.

Senator? You're late.

Sorry, I didn't design the freeway.

You never did meet my wife, did you, Bodine?

Never had the pleasure.

Carla, this is Nelson Bodine.

How do you do?

Darling, step below a few minutes, will you? We have some business.

Nice meeting you, Mr. Bodine.

The deal is set?

Yes. How much should I put you down for?

That deal, a quarter of a million.

I didn't know an ex-senator's pension was that liberal.

Sometimes I don't like your attempts at humor, Bodine.

But you like the way I invest your money.

Yes.

Then don't forget that's why you don't have to face those Washington winners

again.

Be ready to move as soon as I call you.

I always am.

I just got here myself.

May I offer you some wine?

Thank you.

May I call you Katie? This place seems to demand informality.

Of course.

However, when you left my house last week, you said this would be a business

meeting.

My, you are anxious.

What is there left to discuss?

Price. I told you we would pay more than anyone else. Did you ask around?

Yes, and I'd like to know what your offer is.

You said the will is out of probate? Yes.

And you have a clear title?

As of this morning.

This is what the Gamma Corporation is prepared to pay.

More than you expected?

Yes.

Very rich.

I haven't pounded so much pavement since I was a rookie.

Looks like you earned your dough today, Donna.

Chin and Duke have only a few dentists left on their list.

Doesn't look good.

I got these letters from digits on the neighbor island.

Yeah, Jim, what do you got?

I got a positive ID, Steve.

Positive ID?

Good work, Jim. Who is it?

Name is Frank Kealoha. He live on a ranch on Kinnear Road in the Wahiawa

area. Check HPD, see if there's a missing persons report filed.

Go ahead.

The widow now has clear title to the estate.

We can proceed immediately to purchase, as agreed.

This should be a most profitable venture.

Bodine.

Alice.

Yes, Mr. Bodine?

Take this to the post office right away.

Is something wrong?

Mr. Bodine, I thought I was going to be a secretary.

All I do is run to the post office.

Do I not pay you a good salary?

You do.

Then do not complain.

Well, how's the old ranch deal coming?

I think I have a buyer.

Oh, yeah? Mm-hmm. Well, that means you're going to be rich as well as

beautiful.

Yes, and I'm going to contemplate it.

Mm-hmm.

After you're through contemplating it, then what are you going to do?

Very basic, the pursuit of happiness.

But you're the mystery man. What about you?

The same as they've been the last four months, the pursuit of you.

I think you're gaining on me.

Looks like thoroughbred broodmares.

Yeah.

You can have all the thoroughbreds in the world, Donald.

I'll take a good sturdy walk in any day.

Ooh, the rich know how to live.

Even got a private airport.

KLO must have been loaded.

Yeah.

Talk to you later.

5-0, my associate Dan Williams.

5-0. What can we do for you?

You can tell us if there's a Mrs. Kaloa.

I'm Mrs. Kaloa. Something wrong?

Who are you, sir?

My name's Chadway.

I'm a friend of Mrs. Kaloa's.

May I ask how long your husband's been missing?

Missing?

Yes. I regret to tell you that we found your husband's body in a cane field in

the Wahiawa area.

That's impossible.

I buried my husband at Good Shepherd Cemetery four months ago.

Thank you.

Eddie Clark, my foreman, Mr. McGarrett. How do you do?

My associate, Dan Williams.

Hi. Anything else I can do, ma'am?

No, uh, stick care of the horses, huh?

Mr. McGarrett, I don't think she's up to answering any more questions.

I'm all right, really.

I just can't understand how I can bury my husband and then you find him in a

cane field.

You must have made a mistake.

No mistake.

What was the name of that dentist down there?

Dr. Henry Beamer.

That's Frank's dentist.

He made a positive identification from your husband's dental x-rays.

Well, I just can't understand that my husband was murdered.

I'm afraid you'll have to take my word for that.

Now, will you tell us about his death as you knew it?

It was an automobile accident.

He went off the road and over a cliff. The police called and told me at 6.30 in

the morning a tourist had seen the wreck.

Who identified the body?

I did.

There was a fire, an explosion.

How could you make a positive identification under those

circumstances? He was the same build.

He had his watch on. He was wearing his wedding ring, his fancy belt buckle.

I see.

Well, that's all for now, Mrs. Kaylor.

Thank you, but we may have to see you again.

Mr. McGarrett.

You might as well know the truth now.

The last couple of years, Frank and I did not get along at all.

In fact, we were considering a divorce.

Thank you for your candor.

Now, listen, chum, it's been a very rough day for you. Why don't you go

upstairs and get some rest, huh?

She identifies a body that isn't her husband's and admits she has no love for

him.

What does that sound like to you?

Sounds like a wife who didn't care or a suspect in her husband's murder.

Yeah.

Duke, I want a full rundown on Frank Kailoa. Mob connections, bookmaking,

loan sharking, whatever you can find. Right.

And tell Chin we'll need an exhumation order for the body buried in Kailoa's

name.

Believe it or not, Duke, the widow swears she buried him at Good Shepherd

Cemetery.

Needle strike of the week, huh? Yeah.

Yes, Lonnie?

Jonathan K. from Washington.

Oh, put him on speaker, please.

Jonathan, how are you?

Well, it's raining here.

I got a cold.

Yesterday, the Redskins lost to Dallas. Aside from that, I'm just fine.

Come to sunny Hawaii, the only thing we don't have is professional football.

How can I improve your day?

Treasury's got a little problem, Steve, and they'd like you to help, if you

will. Do I get a refund if we help them?

No, seriously.

One of their agents is missing.

A man named Alan Sloan.

He was doing some undercover work in Honolulu.

Then very abruptly, his report stopped, and he can't be located.

What was he doing here?

His specialty is investigating large sums of laundered money.

Mob money?

No.

Unreported cash from so-called respectable sources.

Politicians, professionals, entertainers, etc.

They make large purchases where the seller is willing to take cash and not

ask too many questions.

Yeah, I know that Dodge, Jonathan.

What's the latest best buy?

Jewelry stores, expensive boats, building developments, ranches, cattle,

horses.

Horses? Oh, yes.

Big profit there.

A lot of room to manipulate the price of breeding stock.

Jonathan, send me a description of Alan Sloan.

Why? You have something?

Aloha, Jonathan.

Dano, let's check out Mrs. Calo's horse breeding ranch.

You know, it's possible that it could be a washing machine for dirty money.

Right.

And one further thing, Dano.

When that description of Alan Sloane comes in, send it to the coroner.

Maybe, just maybe, he's the stranger in Frank Calo's grave.

Did you sleep?

No. I keep seeing Frank's body in a cane field.

Oh, boy.

Honey, you didn't even know what he was up to. He never confided in you.

True.

I just hope... What?

It doesn't interfere with the sale of the ranch.

Why should it?

I don't... I don't know.

I just don't want that to happen.

Is the money really that important?

Don't you understand?

I led a life in hell with that man, and I was ready to walk out without

anything.

Now I've got this ranch and a chance to be free.

I understand.

Hey, I gotta run.

I'll see you later.

Yes, Alice, what is it?

One letter today, sir.

That'll be all. Thank you.

Hello? Yes, Mr. Bodine.

Do you have the papers ready?

I picked them up yesterday.

Fine. We should be ready to move in 24 hours.

Whenever you say.

I'll call you and tell you where to meet me.

Fine.

Alfred, this is Bodine.

Yes, Nelson.

It's time for the ante.

You know the number.

Where do I deliver? Same place?

Right. And today, please.

This is Mr. Bodine. I want to talk to Dr. Morrison.

Yes, it's an emergency.

This is Dr. Morrison.

We're ready to go on the ranch deal.

I'm having some second thoughts, Bodine.

It's your money. I'll find someone else.

No, wait.

The usual place, Doctor.

Mr.

Harns, please.

Jackpot, huh?

I'll be the judge of that.

Thank you.

I said thank you.

Looks to me like we've got two murders on our hands, Denno.

Whoever killed Kaoloa needed a body to bury in its place. In fact, had to have

a body to bury in its place.

An autopsy would have revealed the bullet hole and tied up Kaoloa's estate

for a murder investigation.

Sounds logical.

Yes, Lonnie?

It's the coroner. He's got an ID on the body.

10 to 1, it's Alan Sloan. Is it a bet?

You're on.

All right, Lonnie, put him on. Yeah, Doc.

Sorry to disappoint you, Steve, but the body in Kealoha's grave is not that of

Alan Sloan.

Are you sure about that?

No doubt about it.

The description is that of a healthy man in his early 30s. The body is that of a

50-year-old man who's had a heart bypass.

Any idea who it is?

Yes, I was able to lift a couple of prints, and the FBI made a match. The

name's Harry Creighton.

The FBI telexed me a photo.

May I see the photo?

It's on the way to your office.

Okay, Doc. Thank you.

Here we go.

Well, we're back to square one.

And Sloan's still missing.

I wonder if this Creighton is a local.

I don't know, but the FBI had his prints.

Steve, that, uh, ten-to-one bet we had, uh, what was it we were betting?

Oh, uh, Buck?

You could, uh, lay a tent spot on me.

Oh, boy.

Okay, dinner.

Steve? Yeah, what do you got for me? Frank Kaloa is clean except for a drunk

driving arrest a couple of years ago.

Played around a bit, but a hard worker.

What about Mrs. Kaloa?

There are no wants on her, Steve.

But a friend of mine in the real estate business says she's shopping the ranch.

Shopping the ranch?

Any takers?

All I know is that she's talking to a man named Nelson Bodine.

He's an investment counselor for a firm named Gamma Corporation.

I know of Bodine.

He's been up twice for extortion and tax fraud. Walked out on a technicality.

From Dr. Charstie. Oh, thank you, Lonnie.

Oh.

Creighton was a high roller.

Did I see him?

No friend of mine.

No. I wonder if Mrs. K. alone knows him. She identified Creighton's body as that

of her husband.

Let's see what she says about the picture.

I've never seen him before.

Well, that's the man who was buried in your husband's grave.

It's like a horror movie.

I can't believe somebody would kill Frank and then switch his body for

somebody else's.

Can you tell us where your husband was going the day he left?

We had a fight.

He said he had a business meeting.

With whom?

He didn't say.

Did he say where the meeting was taking place?

No, he didn't say.

Most of his business meetings were at the Sunset Hotel in Honolulu.

If you knew where he was, why didn't you call him when he didn't come home?

I did that once.

It turned out not to be a business meeting.

All right, I think that's enough of this.

Do you have to keep questioning her?

How do you get answers if you don't ask questions?

Oh, by the way, how long have you known Mrs. Kailoa?

I don't think that's any of your concern.

About four months. Darling, we don't owe Mr. McGarrett a day-by-day report.

Did I ask for a day-by-day report?

Oh, one more thing. Would you mind telling me how you met Nelson Bodine?

He called me shortly after my husband's death.

McGarrett, all this is bordering on harassment.

Maybe Mrs. Kailoa should... himself a lawyer.

Well, I don't think anyone needs one yet, but before this is over, someone is

surely going to need one.

Thank you, Mrs. Gaylord.

Come on.

What do you think of Mr. Chadway?

He's going to be an instant millionaire when he marries her, and I think very

hard about that.

Isn't it funny we share the same concern?

I want a rundown on Adano, the book, and while you're at it...

Have Duke check out that wrench for me.

Might as well cover them all.

Can't tell the players without a scorecard.

Central, call in McGarrett.

Yeah, McGarrett, go ahead.

Oh, patch it through, please.

Steve. Jonathan.

How's your cold?

Worse.

Listen, Steve.

Have you got anything at all for us on Alan Sloan?

No, afraid not, but we're working on it.

Well, Treasury's really getting antsy. They think he's in trouble.

So do I.

Tell me something. Did Sloan ever mention a Harry Creighton in any of his

reports? Yeah.

That was in one of his early ones.

I sent you copies of all of them.

They haven't arrived yet.

When did Treasury get Sloan's last report?

Oh, geez, that was some time ago.

He was staying at a resort hotel on the North Shore called the

Sunset Hotel.

The Sunset Hotel?

Yeah.

That's exactly where I'm headed.

You said Harry Creighton stayed here often?

Yes, but I haven't seen him for some time.

Do you know what business he was in?

No. He never mentioned it.

What did he do when he stayed here?

Played golf, mostly.

With anyone in particular?

Mr. McGarrett, it's the policy of this hotel to respect the privacy of its

guests.

Mr. Pike, this is an official police investigation.

The man is dead. He might have been murdered.

He played with our other guests.

Alan Sloan?

Oh, yes. He was a guest.

I remember seeing them together.

Anyone else?

Over there.

That foursome on the putting green.

Dr. Morrison, the one in the red cap.

Mr. Creighton met with him.

Hello. Can you leave now?

Yes, your office?

No, listen carefully. I'll give you directions.

Now look, McGarrett, I haven't much time.

My foursome is waiting.

What exactly do you want?

You knew Harry Creighton, didn't you? Knew? Past tense?

That's right.

He's dead.

Oh, I didn't know.

We used to play golf.

Just play golf? Have any business dealings?

This is beginning to sound like an inquisition.

You don't have to answer, Doctor. I think it's only fair to tell you I'm

conducting a murder investigation.

Murder?

Whose murder?

Harry Creighton's murder.

And a rancher named Frank Kealoa.

Frank Kealoa?

And Creighton?

They were murdered?

Both of them.

My God.

As I said, you have a right to remain silent.

Surely you don't think I had anything to do with a murder.

That's what I'm here to find out.

Tell me about your dealings with Creighton.

He was in investments with a man named Bodine.

They handled some deals for me.

What kind of deals?

Purchases, property, land.

You know, these days it's a problem what to do with money.

You mean cash, don't you, Doctor?

I assumed that any deals Bodine brought to me were legitimate.

And I had nothing to do with anyone's death.

Oh, my God, I can't comprehend this thing.

When is the last time you saw Creighton?

A couple of months ago. He dropped out of the picture.

But I never knew what happened to him.

I see. But you still have dealings with Bodine.

Oh, come on, Doctor, tell me.

You're in one right now, aren't you?

Aren't you trying to purchase the Kaloa Ranch?

I never met Kealoha.

I knew him only by name.

But you're putting up part of the money to purchase the ranch.

I never said that, McGarrett. You didn't have to.

Enjoy your game, Doctor.

Do you have all the papers?

Why couldn't we meet at your office?

Forgive my idiosyncrasies.

What's that?

Payment in full.

Cash.

Good legal tender it came before checks bank drafts and credit card.

I Don't know You're getting 25% more than the ranch is worth.

That's all you have to know Cheer up you're a very wealthy woman

Mr. Bodine?

Mr. McGarrett is here.

I'll go finish me later.

So you're the Hawaii Five-0 fellow?

That's right.

I'm honored.

I don't know what for.

I just talked to Dr. Morrison about your dealings with him and Harry Creighton.

So? I'm interested to find out how and why Harry Creighton's body ended up at

Frank Kailoa's grave.

What? Yeah.

We just dug him up.

Well, I don't know what happened to Creighton, but Frank Kailoa was killed

in a car crash about four months ago.

No, he wasn't. He was murdered.

He was shot.

His body dumped at a cane field.

Probably from an airplane.

I didn't know that, I swear.

Did you meet with Frank Kaloa about four months ago at the Sunset Hotel?

No. No, I've never been there. But Creighton did as your representative to

make him an offer on the Kaloa ranch, didn't he?

I don't know.

It was supposed to meet for a business deal, but...

I never saw Creighton again.

You never saw him again?

Doesn't that seem strange to you?

No. Look, McGarrett, some deals come, some deals go.

Bodine, you're in so deep with your dirty money schemes. How would you like

to add Murder One to the growing list, huh? Believe me, I didn't know what

happened to Creighton until right now.

Well, you didn't, then.

Could it be that you didn't want to cut the pie up a little more and decided to

go it alone?

I don't work alone.

You don't?

Who's your partner?

I don't know.

You don't know?

You know you're digging your own grave?

I'm telling it like it is, McGarrett.

A few weeks after Creighton disappeared, I got a letter from someone offering to

make a sales deal with the Kealoha widow.

I had no reason not to go along, so I did.

It turned out he was right.

You're telling me that you're doing business with a man you never met?

Well, he had some information about me, and it seemed in my best interest to go

along. The whole thing was done by phone and mail.

Look, McGarrett, if you don't believe me, pick up my secretary. She's a dumb

broad, but she runs the errands to the post office. She'll tell you.

What about the deal in the ranch? Has that been closed yet?

You know about that?

Yeah, I know about it.

I closed it today.

Paid a bundle to KDK Law.

You understand, I only act as a middleman. I don't know where my clients

get their cash. It's not my business to ask questions.

I'm clean.

That, my friend, is a matter of opinion.

I have a feeling that the IRS and the district attorney would like to ask you

some questions.

Listen, McGarrett, I never killed anyone.

I don't need the money that bad.

There's always another deal.

You hear me, McGarrett?

Yes, Chief. I checked out Chadway. He's clean locally, but I got a copy of his

employment record from his company in Los Angeles. Interesting.

He went to work for them about two weeks before Calhoun and Creighton were

murdered. It's Chadway, all right. What about his previous employment?

I couldn't turn up anything.

And maybe Mr. Chadway will tell us why, huh?

Lonnie? Yes, sir.

See if you can locate Richard Chadway.

And that's the way it happened, Mr. McGarrett.

Katie and I just seemed to hit it off. You know, the right chemistry.

A pretty rich young woman could attract a lot of attention.

You're implying I'm after Katie's money.

Not at all. Just making an observation.

Lunch was your idea.

I agreed to cooperate.

I didn't come here to be insulted.

No insult intended, Mr. Chadway.

Now, where did you work before that L.A. jobber hired you?

Okay.

I worked for Ellington Appliance Jobbers in Newark. Two years.

Before that, I sold air conditioners for Tartan's department store in Manhattan.

Tartan's? T-A-R-T-O-N-S?

That's right.

You know we're going to check this, don't you?

I can't believe this.

Am I some sort of a suspect?

This is a police investigation.

Now, two people have been murdered that we know about. I'd just like to touch

all the bases.

Well, if you won't arrest me for trying to bribe an officer, I'd just like to

pay this and get the hell out of here.

Oh, no, no. It's a business lunch, and the state will pay you that.

Terrific. Goodbye, McGarrett.

Coffee?

Oh, yes, please.

Don't touch that glass, please.

I'd just like to take that.

And this.

I'd be glad to pay you for it.

You dig glasses?

Yeah. Knives and forks, too.

Weird. That's a new one on me.

I've heard of high-heeled shoes and satin.

Glasses? Well, to each his own.

Wow.

Gentlemen.

Chadway's fingerprints are all over these things.

Have the lab lift him, send him by wire to the FBI in Washington. See if we can

get a make on this guy. Right. Juke, check these firms Chadway said he worked

for in the past.

Honey, turn this check in. Lunch was $18.25.

Extras were $6.50.

Extras? Yeah.

Knife, fork, glass, and a napkin.

Eddie? Where's she at?

In the house. Okay.

Stash this, get the jeep, hang tight.

Dick, I'm so glad you're here.

You all right?

I'm confused and I think I'm in trouble.

What is it?

Look in there.

Bodine came through, eh? You know him?

I've never met him, but I know who he is and how he operates.

Well, I don't understand.

I've never seen so much cash before.

Is it safe for me to accept it?

I think it would be best if I handled it.

Something's missing now.

Something important.

I've got part of a picture, but not all of it.

That Treasury agent Sloan, he had to be watching Creighton and Bodine. And he

must have been close to what he needed on both of them.

That would make him a prime target for murder.

Yeah, but I don't see Creighton and Bodina as murderers. Besides, we're

missing a body.

Just suppose that there's a third party.

He finds out about Creighton's business dealings, and he tries to cut himself in

on the Kaloa deal.

Suppose that they get in a fight, and during the fight, Creighton is killed.

Yeah? And then?

And then, Kaloa walks in, unexpectedly,

And this mysterious third party, he has to shoot him.

And then switches the body because of the bullet hole in K. Loa's head.

Yeah, and Creighton's body is pushed over a cliff in a flaming car.

And K. Loa's body is dropped into a cane field.

But it would have to be somebody who knew about the offer on the ranch.

That brings us pretty close to Katie K. Loa.

Yeah, or, or someone close to her.

Chadway. Yeah, Chadway.

Where does Sloan fit in all this?

I don't know, Dano.

But I've got a good idea.

Well, looks like it's all here.

Eddie, make sure we're not being watched.

Then go out and get the plane ready. We've got to move fast.

What about her?

She stays with us.

We can't do that, man. Sooner or later, you... Hey, go on.

You killed Frank.

You and Eddie.

I did, Kate.

But it was for a worthy cause.

You pretended to love me.

Outside the money, that was the easiest part of the job.

You knew Bodine was going to pay me in cash.

Knew it.

I arranged it.

You were the one that sent him out here the first time to talk to me.

Yes, I did.

But he doesn't know who I am. He never will.

You're going to kill me, aren't you?

Just like you killed Frank.

I'm sorry, Kate.

I really am.

I thought maybe you and I could go away someplace.

You'd never have to know about any of this.

But McGarrett's getting close, and I have to travel alone.

Steve.

Yes, Stu. I checked those firms Chadwick says he worked for. Yeah? I never heard

of them.

I thought so.

One thing more.

Eddie Clark, the ranch foreman, went to work for them two months ago.

He's from the mainland. I don't have details on him yet.

But he has a pilot's license.

Pilot's license?

Yes, Lonnie.

It's Jonathan Kaye. Oh, put him on, please. Hello, Jonathan.

Steve, something very strange here.

I've just got a copy of the FBI report on those fingerprints that you sent

here. Yeah?

If you haven't been able to find Alan Sloan, then how did you get a hold of

his fingerprints?

Say that again?

The fingerprints that you sent here are Alan Sloan's.

Thank you, Jonathan.

For what?

for confirming something I've suspected all along but couldn't prove.

Then you do have something on Sloan.

Yes, sir. You tell your people at Treasury that Alan Sloan is alive and

well and doing business in Honolulu under the name of Richard Chadway.

What are you talking about?

Never mind. Never mind. I don't have time to explain, Jonathan. And take care

of your cold.

Did I hear right?

Yeah. The third party to that little scene at the Sunset Hotel was Alan

Sloan. who must have seen a chance to make a score, a big score, and he took

it. You remember early on Jonathan mentioned that Sloan's specialty was

investigating large sums of laundered cash?

So he killed Creighton and Kealoha. That would be my guess. Then he changed his

name to Chadway, got a new job, and he moved in on the widow Kealoha.

Duke, get out on APB. On Richard Chadway, tell HPD we need some backup.

We're on our way to the Kealoha ranch.

Where's Bodine figuring this?

I think he told the truth.

The murderer had to be a loner. A smart loner. He knew all the moves.

It would have worked out if they hadn't found KLO's body.

Yeah.

of planes dude check the house out

to that airstrip.

I think, considered, you're a lucky lady, Mrs. Galois.

Easy.

Mr. McGarrett, you called him Sloan.

Who is he?

Someone who was given a position of trust and betrayed it.

He isn't the first one.

Unfortunately, he won't be the last.