The Trojan hearse

With a national election going on, my timing might have been less than perfect. Perhaps I did prevent the victory for the shoo-in candidate, but a lot of strange things were happening. There was Polly Plank whom I encountered in her psychiatrist's office in her birthday suit. The American singing idol Johnny Tray who turned up dead. And of course Joe Rice, leader of the West's underworld who also wanted me under - six feet under!