Jeff Regan, Investigator - A Cure for Insomnia

Hey! I'd love to hear your thoughts, send me a voice note.A rain storm was breaking about 10:00 AM when Jeff Regan arrived for work at the Lyon Detective Bureau. His boss, Anthony J. Lyon says "Jeffery, my boy, be careful where you sit". Jeff says "What's the matter, Lyon, drop an olive?" Lyon says "No, don't be funny. Your feet are muddy and we can't afford to have the carpet cleaned, not the way business is going these days". Jeff says "Yeah, well okay, Lyon, mind if I sit down? My overcoats wet". Lyon says "Well then, take it all first. Regan, our books don't balance for the month of April. Wait a minute, leave your coat on and don't sit down". Jeff says "So, we got a new client?" Lyon says "Yes Jeffrey, I was sitting here at my desk trying to balance our books ...." Jeff says "And the phone rang and it was a new client". Lyon says "Exactly, Jeffrey, a man named Paulson. He lives here in the Hollywood hills on 7707 and 1/2, Chapman Boulevard. You better get out there right away". Jeff asks "Somebody's life in danger?" Lyon says "Oh no, the victim's already dead, Mrs. Paulson, his wife. Paulson says she was murdered, and he wants us to prove it". Jeff says "Paulson wants us to prove his wife was murdered?" Lyon says "Yes, you see Mrs. Paulson died about seven or eight days ago. The police say she committed suicide, but Mr. Paulson would be so much happier if it would turn out that she was murdered". Jeff says "Nice fellow". Lyon says "Isn't he, my boy. He wants to pay us a hundred dollars". Jeff says "If she's been dead for awhile, what's the hurry?" Lyon says "Like I said, we need to balance our books".