Philip Marlowe here,I'm going to tell you a little story of my last caper.Listen good, rich, sick, General Sternwood hired me to help him resolve a blackmail attempt. One of his two wacky daughters, Carmen, got in a pickle.I'll not go into details, but say it's kind of a smutty affair.You'll need a fireman's hose to clean up the slime. After a few killings and a suicide, people that nobody will miss. (I earned my 500 bucks) They kicked hard but I kicked harder.A shamus uses a raincoat not just to keep dry. The General again commanded this private dick, to appear at his mansion. Rusty Ragan, the husband of Vivian, the older sister,took it on the lam.A thousand clams to find this ex bootlegger.I had developed a bad habit of eating regularly ,accepted the job. When Harry Jones ,a small time con man was rubbed out, by a big gorilla named Canino. That's dirty pool ,I kind of liked the bum, must be getting soft. Canino wasn't getting away, free as a bird . Not with Mr. Marlowe, still breathing. One of us would soon be in the big sleep. But first I'll have to dig up some clues, to where old Rusty is at. Maybe go clay pigeon shooting instead ,with Carmen ,sounds like fun and she's cute.