After my parents got divorced, I went to live with my father. I would have preferred to live with my mother. But my parents agreed that since I was a boy, I would live with him. A boy should be raised by his father, honey. I love you. Be good for dad. Were the last words my mother said to me as we left the courthouse. She got in her car and drove away. Dad and I got in his truck and did the same. I was 12 years old at the time. As the years went on, I would see my mother every other weekend from five o'clock on Friday until five o'clock on Sunday, just like they agreed to, as well as Wednesday nights from four to eight. Mom kept the house while dad and I lived with his parents, my grandparents, in their small cottage home. It was a little cramped, but we all seemed to manage. I had finally gotten used to the weekend visits with my mom and the cramped living arrangements at my grandparents' house. When my father threw a monkey wrench into the whole thing, he came home from work one afternoon and announced that he was offered the position of store manager for the Chester town store. He accepted the position and that we'd be moving to Chester town in two weeks. I was 16 at the time. Now, I had no idea where Chester town was. So I asked my father. He had no idea either. He took out his phone, loaded up Google Maps and typed in the address of the store. Come to find out. It was five hours away. I was not happy. I mean, I wouldn't be able to see my mom as much and I'd have to leave my friends at school. The last day before we left, I spent the whole day with my mom. Unlike most divorces, my parents were actually civil toward each other and just grew apart over the years. So when my mom dropped me off that night, she told me that my father and her had worked out an arrangement. He would have me during the school year and she would have me during the summer and that I could call her any time. I felt a little bit better. She then hugged me. We said our goodbyes and I went into the house. The next morning we left. On the way there, my father told me that he'd bought a house for us to live in just outside of town for barely next to nothing. It was a town referred to by the townspeople, unbeknownst to us at the time, as the dollhouse on the hill. Kinda corny, right? We later found out why it was called that and why it was so cheap, but more on that later. Now, it was a big house, huge even. It was three stories high, four if you count in the attic, with seven bedrooms, three and a half bathrooms, a large industrial sized kitchen, a living room bigger than most studio apartments, two fireplaces, a parlor, a study, and a full-sized, fully functioning in-ground swimming pool. And what looked to be a child's playground in the basement? That's right. The basement. Complete with a slide, a sandpit, a metal climbing structure, a swing set, a few bouncy balls and building blocks with astroturf on the floor giving the illusion of grass, as well as six little doors, about four feet tall, three on the left and three on the right. Which was kinda odd to me. The house also had a small conservatory, or greenhouse if you will, on the back side of it. I told you, it was huge. It came fully furnished with old Victorian-styled furniture and accessories. Now, the first couple nights we were there went rather uneventful. My father and I settled in, hung out, drank coffee, and talked. Shortly after that, things began to get weird. Nothing really too extreme and could easily be explained away, but still unnerving. You see, my father chose a bedroom on the second floor, and I chose to make the attic my bedroom. It was a huge attic that extended the whole length of the house. Right with a ceiling fan with lights in the middle, sand colored carpet on the floor, and the drywall painted sky blue. The attic door had three little holes in a triangle pattern, about three quarters of the way up on the left side, as well as three identical holes just in reverse, in the door frame next to the other three holes. Like someone put a hasp for a padlock on there, and then removed it. There was already a twin bed and a small dresser with a lamp up there. The rest was completely empty. So I guess you could say that the house had eight bedrooms. I was lying in bed one night, the moonlight shining in through the window, trying to go to sleep. When I heard them, very faint whispers. I couldn't understand what was being said and just chalked it up to the wind blowing through tiny air gaps between the window frame and the structure of the house. And I just went to sleep. It was an old house after all. The next morning I asked my father if he'd heard anything, and he said no and left for work. I didn't start school until the coming Monday, so I was home all alone. With the cable guy scheduled to come on Tuesday, I couldn't watch TV, so I decided to explore the house a little. Downstairs was pretty much normal, living room, kitchen, parlor, study, a half bathroom, and the pool. The upstairs, however, was a little different. The second floor had two bedrooms on the left and two on the right, a bathroom in the middle of the ones on the right, with a master bedroom, my father's bedroom at the end of the hall with its own bathroom, and a staircase leading up to the third floor on the right of the bedroom door. The third floor had two giant bedrooms, one on the left and one on the right, a bathroom at the end of the hall, and the attic door on the left of it. Why my father bought such a big house when there was only the two of us I didn't understand, but I really liked it. I remembered the layout from when my father and I first walked through. I then began exploring the unused bedrooms. I walked in the first bedroom on the left, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. At first, there was a bed, an armoire, a desk with a mirror, a chair in the corner, and an area rug on the floor. Normal, right? Well, it wasn't until I went into the closet that it became not so normal. I opened the closet door and there, right in front of me, was another four foot high door, just like the ones in the basement.  I thought. I bent down and extended my hand to open it. When I heard a little girl giggle right behind me, I quickly leapt to my feet, spun around, and there was no one there. Who was that? I said, Come play with us. I heard a little girl's voice say from behind me, followed by another giggle. I turned around to see the little door opening all by itself and an arm slowly extending out of it. I was completely terrified. I ran out of the room, down the stairs, out the front door, and ran halfway into the yard, turning back to look at the house. I swear, I saw a little girl with blonde hair, wearing a blue dress standing in the window of the room I just ran out of. She was waving at me. I blinked my eyes a couple times and she was gone. Needless to say, I did not go back in that house until my father came home. That was a really long and hot day. When my father got home, I told him what happened, and he just laughed and said, You have such a wild imagination.  And when in the house? I cautiously followed behind him, and I didn't let him out of my sight all night long. Well, except when he used the bathroom, but I was still close by. I slept with every light on I could find in my room that night. The ceiling light, the lamp light, and even my phone light. My father left for work again the next morning. Now, even though the voices and seeing that little girl in the window really freaked me out, I was intrigued by the little door. So I grabbed my phone and to try to protect myself, I grabbed the Bible off the coffee table in the living room and carried it upstairs with me. I wanted to see if every bedroom had a little door in the closet, and they did. I wanted to see where the doors led. So I opened the closet door, saw the little door, and I opened it. Pure darkness. I turned on the flashlight on my phone, and I shined it inside there. I saw a set of old wooden steps leading down. I'm pretty tall, so I knew I wasn't going to fit through a four foot door. I got down on my hands and knees, and I crawled through it and very carefully maneuvered my way down the steps, still holding the Bible in my left hand and the flashlight in my right hand to lead the way. After about 15 minutes of painfully crawling down the steps, I came to another door. I pushed it open and discovered I was at the basement playground. I crawled through the door, stood up, stretched, and said, shit, this is cool, hidden passages. I said aloud. I then ran to the middle door across the room, opened it, and began crawling up the steps using my flashlight once again to lead the way. These steps were steeper than the other ones. I got about halfway up when there appeared to be sunlight shining down from above, like someone or something opened the little door above me. I looked up and saw another little girl walk through the door and begin walking down the steps. This one wore a light green dress and had brown hair. I was frozen in fear, I couldn't turn around, I couldn't stand up, hell, I couldn't move. I watched in complete horror as this little girl ghost walked down the stairs and directly threw me, not stepped over me, not stepped on me, but went through me. And as she did, my entire body became extremely cold. Find us, Michael. She said, as I watched her walk down the steps and out the other door, I immediately crawled as fast as I could up the steps and out the door and into one of the large third floor bedrooms. I then ran downstairs, put the Bible back on the coffee table, and sat on the couch for the rest of the day, even after my father came home. I didn't even eat dinner that night. I slept on the couch, as I didn't want to go anywhere near either one of those rooms. Sometime in the night, I had this really bizarre dream. I was downstairs in the basement, directly in the middle of the playground. I heard a little girl giggle. Then the third swing on the swing set next to me started swinging all by itself.  I swatted them away, but some of them hit me. I fell to the ground, closed my eyes, and covered my head with my arms. Tag, you're it. I heard a little girl's voice say, followed by another giggle. I was then laying on the cold cement floor of the greenhouse. I sat up and I saw another little girl wearing a yellow dress with red hair, bouncing an orange ball about 20 feet away from me. I reached out to her, find us, Michael. She said, find the dolls and floated downward into the floor and disappeared. I was horrified. I screamed and then I woke up. My father came running. I could hear his loud footsteps on the hardwood floor. I told him it was just a bad dream. He smiled. It's time for school anyway, son. I'm glad you're all right.  Come on, I made us some coffee. He said, then rustled my hair and walked away. I got up, had coffee, and got ready for my first day at my new school. I had to go upstairs to get dressed, so I ran up the stairs, ran past the first bedroom, up the other set of stairs, and into my room, the attic. Now, since I didn't have a driver's license yet, I had to take the bus. I walked out of the house down the long driveway and waited at the end of it. The bus came and picked me up. I stepped onto it and immediately felt every single eyeball staring at me, including the driver. I walked down the aisle, heads turning as I did. I was just about to pass this one kid about my age, kind of chubby, with red hair and freckles, who then leaned over to the kid next to him and whispered, that kid's crazy. I wouldn't step foot in the dollhouse. I took the empty seat behind him. After a few seconds, I tapped him on the shoulder and asked, they call it the what? But I didn't get an answer. When I got to the school, almost everyone in class was staring, pointing and whispering. I just ignored him. At the end of the day, I waited outside the bus for Thomas to arrive, and when he did, I stopped him. Look, man, you gotta tell me what's up with the house. I said, look, I'll get off where you get off and I'll walk home. I said to him, as we both got on the bus. Now, like I said, I got off at his house. We stood outside on the sidewalk, and he told me something I didn't expect to hear. He looked left, then right, then back to me and whispered, my parents don't want me talking about this. But about eight years ago, some crazy stuff happened at your house, some creepy stuff. Back then it was owned by Mr. and Mrs. Chester, descendants of the people who started this town. They were the richest people in it. That's why it sits on a hill. They thought they were better than everyone because they had money. One day, Mr. Chester was killed in a boating accident, which left Mrs. Chester alone in the house. They never had any kids, but rumor has it that Mrs. Chester wanted kids, girls, to be exact. As the years went on, Mrs. Chester's mental state got worse. And she went crazy from being all alone in the house, so they say. Around that time, several little girls around five or six went missing. Police were baffled. Then there was a break in the case. In one of the surveillance videos showing one of the abductions at the mall, it clearly showed that Mrs. Chester was the abductor. When the police closed in on the house, they heard six gunshots. The cops stormed the house and found the dead bodies of five little girls. And Mrs. Chester, with a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head, laying on the floor in the living room. Mrs. Chester survived somehow and is now a permanent resident of the Chester town home for the criminally insane. A home that she had built, ironic, isn't it? Now according to doctors records and police reports, Mrs. Chester admitted to kidnapping and killing all of the 12 little girls over a three-year span of time when she grew tired of them, or they began to fight back and replace them with other little girls. Five of the girls were found in the house, returned to their parents, and buried. All the cops in town attended each funeral. That's how I know. Another thing I know is the bodies of the other seven little girls were never found and are believed to be buried somewhere on the property. Several big-name news channels covered the story. Our own newspapers photographer took a picture of the five dead girls and said that they all looked and were dressed like little porcelain dolls. That's where the house gets its name, the dollhouse on the hill. The house is said to be haunted by the spirits of all the little girls. I wouldn't go near that place. How do you know all the details? I asked. My father's the police captain. I overheard him talking about it on the phone when I was little. He answered. Just then my phone rang. It was my father. He yelled at me to get home and then hung up. Well, I ran home, expecting to get a stern talking to. I opened the door and said, Dad, where are you? There was no answer, so I called him. He said he was at the pool and told me to get in there now. He was yelling, and my father never yells. I didn't hear anger in his voice. I heard fear. I ran down the hallway through the kitchen and to the pool room door. That's right, I said pool room. You thought it was an outdoors pool, didn't you? It was completely enclosed, with three huge cinderblock walls extending the height of the house, and a glass paneled wall, the height of the house as well, overlooking the entire town. I heard a door being slammed hard. I saw it was the pool room door. In between the opening and closing of it, I could see my father through the flashing of the overhead fluorescent lights. He was curled up in a sitting position in the far left corner of the room, wearing a bathing suit next to a pile of clothes with his wallet and phone sitting on top. He was moving his head quickly from side to side with a look of fear on his face. I'd never seen my father act that way before, so it scared me to death. I saw what my father was afraid of. The overhead lights were flashing like a strobe light. Both diving boards were bouncing up and down completely on their own. And seconds later, a visible splash in the water, like an invisible being was jumping off the boards and landing in it. The lifeguard stand was rocking back and forth while the sounds of little girls laughing and giggling filled the air. What's happening? My dad said, It's the dolls, dad. I don't think they'll hurt us. They just want to play. Look, I'll explain later, dad. Let's get out of here. I said, I then helped my father up. He grabbed his things and we walked over to the door, which was still opening and closing. We couldn't get out. I just stood there for a second, took a deep breath, turned around and said, I don't know what happened to you and I'm sorry. I will find you. I will please stop. And then everything stopped. No more bouncing diving boards. No more flashing lights. Nothing. All was calm and still. As everything stopped, my father and I both heard several little girls all in unison say, find us. We turned our heads back around and saw not seven, but about 20 transparent images of little girls wearing different colored dresses. They were standing side by side on the edge of the pool, completely dry and not a hair out of place. And then they just vanished.  My father said, completely puzzled. Come on, dad. Let's get out of here. I'll explain in the truck. I said, well, we got to the truck and we drove around for a while without saying a word. My father then pulled into the parking lot of the coffee shop across the street from the local grocery store. I bet you can't guess the name of it. Well, anyway, we walked in, placed our order, got it, and sat down at a table. My father then broke the silence. What was that? He asked. Well, dad, you see, about eight years ago our house was owned by this rich couple.  I got to find them. I said. He looked at me dumbfounded. My friend Thomas told me about it. His father is the police captain. I said, and then we just sat there. We drank our coffee and got back in the truck. Can we stop by the library so I can do some research? I asked. Yeah, why not? My father replied, I'll drop you off and I'll come get you when you're done. Where are you going, dad? I asked. I'm going to the police station to see if they'll confirm your story. He replied. Well, he dropped me off and I made a beeline for the computers. After about three hours of searching, I discovered something. The conservatory was not part of the original build. It was added on later, about six months before the cops rated the house. The little girl from that dream floated down into the floor of the conservatory. That's gotta be it. Now why would you build a conservatory with a concrete floor to hide the bodies? I can't believe the cops missed this, I thought. I immediately called my father and I told him what I'd found. He picked me up and said, you were right, son, the cops confirmed it. It looks like we've got some digging to do. I just smiled. We decided not to go back to the house that night and got a room at the local flop house. The next morning, I didn't go to school. Instead, I went with my father to the all right Reynolds and rented a jackhammer and the accessories to break up the concrete, as well as two pairs of ear protectors. And I'm glad we did that thing was loud as hell. We got back to the house, moved all the tables, the plants and the tools out of the greenhouse and conservatory, whatever you want to call it. My father grabbed that thing, connected the chisel bit and destroyed that concrete slab. After about three hours of breaking up the concrete, taking breaks from time to time, my father was finally done and we moved the concrete pieces outside. I took the lighter ones. My father took the heavy ones.  After digging for about two hours, you'll never guess what we found. Nothing just dirt.  I thought I was sure I was right. My father gave me a if you weren't my son, I'd kill you right now look. He laid his shovel down and went into the house. I laid mine down as well. I just stood there in this huge hole that we dug completely dumbfounded. I grabbed one of the shovels and slammed it down hard in the dirt out of pure frustration and it hit something there in the hole was what appeared to be an old white sheet. Well, I'm sure it was white at one time anyway. I fell to my knees and began digging with my hands. My father came over and looked in the hole. Holy Jesus, he said loudly dropping to his knees and helping me hand scoop the dirt. After a few minutes, the sheet was completely exposed. It was small, about four feet in length. My father then grabbed the sheet and tore it open. And yes, it was bones, human bones. And then we called the police. The cops came and continued digging where we left off. The town coroner came as well.  She lied. The cops found 17 bodies buried under that greenhouse. They were all neatly wrapped in white sheets. The coroner had to make several trips back and forth to pick up all the bodies. When the cops finally allowed us back in the house, it was about 2am at that point. My father and I just went to bed. As I laid there, I heard several little girl voices say in unison, thank you. I smiled and just went to sleep. Years later, a newspaper article stated that all 17 girls were identified through DNA testing. It also stated that they too were returned to their families for a proper burial. My father and I attended every one of the funerals. We put all the dirt back in the hole and we evened out the ground. We decided to leave the greenhouse structure intact and made a kind of outdoors sitting room out there. My father had 22 individual name plates made with all the girls' names on them. The 17 that were buried under the greenhouse and the 5 that were killed when the cops raided the house in case you were wondering where I got that number from. All the name plates are mounted to the far wall of the basement playground. I go down there sometimes. I sit on the swings and I look at the names. I hope they found peace. I was the talk of the school for a little while, in a good way that is. Until the boiler blew up at the grocery store I mentioned earlier, strange things are always happening there. It sounds like a pretty cool place to work. I'm thinking about trying to get a job there. What do you think? Anyway, like I said before, Thomas and I became really good friends. I spent the night at his house a couple times and he spent the night at mine since all the ghost girls were gone. He is completely infatuated with the hidden passages and loves the pool. I called my mom and I told her what happened. She said that I was very brave and that she was very proud of me, you know, normal mom stuff. Dad and I still live in the house and have had no further paranormal incidents. Oh yeah, by the way, I finally got my driver's license and I bought a 1967 Ford Mustang hardtop with flames down the side from the local towing service in town. The cops had it towed a while back and the guy that owned it never came to pick it up. So now it's mine. Well, it's getting late, you guys. I got to get a shower and hit the hay. I've got school in the morning. I hope you liked my story. Good night, everyone.


And now for the radio program that has rated tops in popularity for a longer period of time than any other West Coast program. The mystery program that is unique among all mystery programs. And I'll tell you why. It's because you know who's guilty. You see his every move.  Yet the final curtain always brings a startling surprise. In the signal oil program, the Whistler stepped into the shadows. Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. The tops in gasoline quality, it's signal to give you extra mileage. And signal is the famous go farther gasoline. So look for the signal circle sign in yellow and black that identifies friendly independent signal stations from Canada to make. Question of murder. The double truth underlying it all didn't come to Carol Randolph as a bolt out of the blue. Rather it came slowly like the gathering of a summer storm. In the beginning there was only a gentle rustling, like the movement of the leaves before a wind. More to be sensed than actually seen. Later there were other signs more threatening, more violent. And at last the storm broke in all its fury. But that was later. It began that first day after the honeymoon when they came back to the old house that held so many memories for Ted. Carol paused smiling at the threshold, wondering if he would observe the sentimental custom of carrying her across. And he did. But when he'd set her down again, somehow she realized that it had been a mistake. Ted, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up memories. No, no. Forget it, Carol. We can't entirely, Ted. But she'll never stand in our way, darling. I said forget it.  And if anything about this house makes you unhappy, I'll tear it down brick by brick. In the beginning it was only something to be sensed. And Carol did try to forget it. But there was no denying that the house seemed to change Ted somehow. The house and the people in it. Even old Mrs. Carter, who had been with Ted's family for so many years, seemed to have a strange reserve about her. Avail something behind the surface of cordiality. It's a pleasure to welcome you here, Carol. I'm sure Ted will be happier now. Thank you. He's told me so much about you, Mrs. Carter. I practically raised him. Then, after his father died and he and Francis came here. Oh, I'm sorry. It's all right, Mrs. Carter. I don't mind talking about Francis if you want to. Oh, but I don't. It would be best if- Mrs. Carter. Oh, hello, Ted. We were just getting acquainted. Hello, darling. I thought maybe you might want to look around the grounds, Carol. I'd love to. You'll excuse us, Mrs. Carter? Of course. I've got my work to do. Oh, did Gillis unpack your things? Gillis? Well, I- Oh, I meant to talk to you about that, Ted. Later? Uh, yes. Yes, of course, Carol. Come along, please, Carol. How about the rose garden first, huh? Fine. Ted. Yes, darling? What was that about, Gillis? Oh, why, nothing, Carol. Nothing for you to worry about. Now, uh, let's look at the ground, shall we? Oh. Yes, darling. Of course. I didn't get a chance to thank you for putting everything away for me. I appreciate it, Gillis. It's what I'm supposed to do, madame. Uh, do you want both windows open, madame? Uh, just that one is fine. Gillis. That's an unusual name. My name is really Marie, madame. She always called me Gillis. That is sounded more continental-like. The first Mrs. Randall? That's right. Oh. I'm sorry, madame. I didn't mean- Gillis, let's understand each other. I'm not sensitive about Ted's having been married before. You don't have to feel strange around me. I'm sure we're going to get along just fine. Oh. Then you've spoken to Mr. Randall about me? Spoken to him? Yes. You see, he's there that I should be let go. Oh. Mrs. Carter says it's because I talk too much. I don't mean to. Well, don't come too easy for me, madame. The right ones, I mean. And then they ask me all those questions at the inquest. Mr. Randall didn't- Inquest! Gillis, you don't mean inquest. They only hold an inquest when there's something strange about a death. I know, madame. And there's certainly was something strange about- Gillis. Yes, madame. You may go now. I won't need anything further. Yes, madame. Carol, it all began slowly. But as you watch Gillis shuffle off down the hall, you're conscious of a chill in the air. And in spite of yourself, you shudder slightly before you're able to push it out of your mind and go downstairs to join Ted. But by the following evening, the whole incident has forgotten. As you and Ted entertain Dave Arnold, one of his oldest friends. I'll never forget that. Oh, you two must really have had good times together. Good and bad, eh, then? Oh, that's right. So I must say you've always managed to get the things you wanted from life. That's compliment, Carol, from an envious, died-in-the-world bachelor. Oh, you shouldn't complain, Dave. There's certainly something you can do about that. Oh, no, no. Too busy with my career. Oh? Well, Ted's in the district attorney's office, and he's found time for marriage. That's just it. Then, mine wants to get in. And you know, when these political machines get entrenched, they can get away with murder. You make it sound horrible. No defense, darling? Oh, we don't need one. We put our case up to the voters, remember? I certainly do. What we need is a Ted Randolph to run our campaign. Uh, I couldn't swing you over to our side, could I, Tenor? We can promise big things too. No, I'm afraid not, Dave. Oh, I'll admit your candidate's all right, but I think our man's a little better. Well, nothing to do then, but dig up some dirt in your past and smear you. Dave? I'm joking, Carol. Deadly business politics. I'll say I've got to run. Big day for me tomorrow. Well, nice to have you again, Dave. Yes, and make it more open in the future, huh? You've got a great deal. But then it was wonderful. Good night, Ted. Good night. Thanks again. Anytime, Dave. Good night. Ah. Was everything all right? Oh, yes, sure. It was perfect. You know, I like him. Dave? Oh, he, he's all right. All right. I think he's charming.  The way he hangs on every word when you're talking. Oh, yes. Just waiting for me to make a slip. A slip? Oh, Ted. Oh, why does that surprise you? Surprise? Well, it shocks me. You're not serious.  My dad's an old friend, yes, but he's in the opposite political camp. Don't forget that. Why, he'd use anything to get us out of office. And he wasn't kidding when he said he'd smear me if he could. Ted, you must be exaggerating. Besides, what could he possibly find out about music? I, uh... Carol, I've got some work to do. Would you excuse me for a while? Ted, wait. Yes? I've... I've been wanting to talk to you. Tell me, how did you and Francis get along? Why, we quarreled. Is that all? No. No, once upon a new year, there was a girl I met on a trip to St. Louis. A girl I'd known for a long time. After Francis died, I married her. And I love her very much. That's all that's important. Oh, Ted. Ted, you didn't ever quarrel with Francis about me. Is that what's worrying you? Why, of course not, darling. Now, forget it, please. But you do try to forget, don't you, Carol? What a reason that is. When you go upstairs to your room, Gillis is there. You discover that she's not only talkative, but inquisitive, too. Worst of all, she asks a question that you can't answer. A startling question. Excuse me, Madame. Will Mr. Ben ever come back? Who's Mr. Ben? Why, Mr. Randolph's brother. Madame, you've never met him? Oh, oh, yes, yes, Ted's brother. I wondered if they had ever patched things up. It was a terrible argument they had, you know. The day she, uh, the day Mrs. Randolph died. I'll never forget that shocking way to start a new year. A new year? Yeah, it was just a few days after. I remember Mr. Randolph had just come back from a trip from St. Louis. Oh, it was terrible, Madame. They had a regular knockdown and drag out. She came, she came screaming for a divorce. A divorce? That's what they quarreled about. Mrs. Randolph said she should rather be dead than go on things being like they were. Poor woman. Little did she know that in less than 12 hours from then, she would be dead. What did you say, Gillis? When did she die? The very next morning. Early. Didn't you know, Madame? It was, it was an accident. She started to fix her bath and slip somehow. Tried to grab something to keep from falling and caught a loose wire from the electric heater. Oh, no. Yes. And I never had been able to understand how a bare wire could have come loose that way. Oh, it was terrible, Madame. She was electrocuted on the spot. Do you know that Contract Bridge is such a popular game it's now played by almost half of the adults in America? 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It's a terrible knowledge you possess, isn't it? Because you don't know what to do about it. The next morning you spend walking around the ground going over the whole nightmare in your mind. And then as you start back across the terrace to the house. Hello! You must be the new Mrs. Randolph, huh? I'm sorry, I don't believe we... No, my dear, we haven't met. We're going to be real friends. I'm Ben, Ted's brother. Oh, I'm sure he's told you all about Brother Ben. Oh, yes, certainly. Ted's spoken of you so often, I did wonder when I was going to have the pleasure... Nice work, Mrs. Randolph. Shall we go in the house? Carol? Oh, you have talked to Ted about me. Well, frankly, no. I simply read them papers. I was going to run down here sooner, but I allowed time for you two to get back from the honeymoon. A few days to get settled. And after you, Carol. That's it. The place has been already done, huh? Your ideas? Well, I know. It was like this when I... Mrs. Carter, I'll bet. Thinks of everything, that woman. Ted's always been our favorite. Yes, I know. Well, I'm sure you'll want to say hello to Mrs. Carter. She's in the hall. Oh, Mrs. Carter! Are you busy? I really don't... Yes, Carol? I really wanted a few moments to talk to you. The prodigal, the black sheep, they... I'm sorry, Mr. Randolph, you can't stay. Mrs. Carter! I have my orders. But why? I'm... Oh, so you haven't told her about me, Mrs. Carter. What a rascal I am, a stealer! Please, Mr. Randolph, don't make it un-present for me. I'm hired to do exactly... No, no, no, old girl, don't get the blood temperature up. I'm not saying. I have a perfectly satisfactory place to stay in town. The Marlboro. Nothing but the bet. However, Mrs. Carter... Yes? Tell Ted I'll be dropping in, huh? Have to see him. Perhaps tomorrow night? I'll tell him. I intend to speak to Ted too, Ben. You may come tonight, if you wish. Oh, no, no. Always like to forewarn, my brother. He's a planner, you know, Carol. He likes to know just what's going on. Exactly where he's going. Dates, times, places. You gotta let him think he's in the driver's seat. Haven't you found the soul? I'm discovering things that I didn't know. Oh, and your discoveries will be endless. I gotta admire the boy, though. You think he was the senior, huh?  The way he makes circumstances. Brilliant. Makes the circumstance? Ah, you know. Plan. Fixes things. Even covers things up. Hey, Mrs. Carter? I'll show you out. No, wait. Just a minute, Ben. Did Ted cover something up? Oh. He hasn't told you about the unusual circumstances that Francis is accident, huh? Yeah, I guess he wouldn't. Well, tomorrow night.  I'll show you to the door. Don't bother. Good afternoon, all. Oh, the man. Just a minute, Mrs. Carter. Yes, Carol? Mrs. Carter, I've... I found you very kind, very considerate since I came here. But I... I think I have a right to... I'm sorry, Carol. Really. What about Ben? Well, Ben isn't a nice person. He upsets Ted. All of us. Please, why not forget what happened? Enjoy your husband, Carol. Your beautiful home. Just don't puzzle and fret over things that are... that are dead and gone. I wish it were that simple, Mrs. Carter. Mr. Ben Randolph, please. Thank you. Ben, Mrs. Carol. I can't talk very long. I want to see you. Right away. Oh, I'm sorry, Carol. I have an appointment. But it's important, Ben. It's terribly important. There's something I have to know about Francis' accident. I'm sure, Ben. Thank you. Ask when you can push your doubts away in a corner of your mind. You must know all the facts. And Ted's brother, Ben, seems to be the only one you can turn to. Twenty minutes later, you start across the lobby to the cocktail lounge. Carol! Carol, wait! Ted! I'm sorry, Carol, but you mustn't meet him. She told you. She was spying on me. She heard me ask about Francis. No, no, you're wrong. She just happened to hear you mention Ben's name. That's all. I guess the rest. I don't want you to see him. And is there some reason why I shouldn't? No, Carol, only that it won't do you any good. I... I'll have to ask you to go home. I'll deal with my brother, Ben. Stay away from Ted. Driving home, your hands tremble holding the wheel.  Your brain seems to pound miserably.  When you awake, you find yourself in bed. Mrs. Carter is looking down at you, smiling her quiet, assured smile. Feeling better, Carol? Better? What? Fine. Why did you put me to bed? I want to... You fainted going up the stairs. I told Ted when he came home. He agrees with me that you should stay in bed for a while. Is there anything you want me to bring you? No. No, nothing. Just leave me alone. It's a breathless moment now, isn't it, Carol? The quiet before the storm. You fight against the feeling that perhaps you're to be held prisoner. But as you hear Mrs. Carter's footsteps going down the stairs, you know you have to find out. You cross to the door, find it unlocked, and then tiptoe to the head of the stairs. And then you stop, frozen in your tracks. His head voice drifts up from the study. Dave Arnold, huh? Well, we expected him to do some snooping. Yeah, that's right. He was here to dinner. But I know I didn't let anything slip. Well, Chief, if anything I've done should prevent you from being re-elected. No? All she knows is that Francis' death was an accident. I'm sure of it. I haven't told her anything else, and I don't intend to. And besides, Chief, she won't be leaving the house for some time. She isn't feeling very well. Broken now, hasn't it, Carol? And the meaning of everything that's happened is clear to you. The man Ted was talking to was the district attorney. He knows the truth about Francis' death and is helping to cover it up. And then you remember what Dave Arnold said about entrenched political machines that they can get away with murder. And from what Ted said on the phone, you know you're being held prisoner. But it's more than just you now, Carol. More than your happiness or your safety. There's a principle involved. A principle that affects thousands of people. And suddenly you realize only one man you know can do anything about it. Your husband's political enemy, Dave Arnold.  Then a few minutes later... You rang for me, Madame? Yes, Gillis, here. I've written a letter. I want you to take it and mail it. A letter? Yes, Madame. And Gillis, it must be done right away. Don't let anything stop you. I won't, Madame. Hide it, Gillis. Hide the letter. Oh, Gillis. I didn't know you were in here. She was just leaving, Mrs. Carter. Thanks for looking in, Gillis, but I... I don't need anything. You may go. Yes, Madame. Is there anything I can do for you, Carol? No, Mrs. Carter. There's nothing anyone can do for me. Right now. Especially for you drivers who have new cars or expect to be getting one. 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Signal Premium Compound at Motor Oil. And now back to the whistler. You can't fight the storm anymore, Carol. You're weary of it. Of thinking about Ted and the way Francis, his first wife, died. It was shortly after he saw you in St. Louis that she refused him a divorce. And it's all too clear to you what happened to him. It's an hour now since you gave Gillis the note for days, explaining everything. Suddenly you realize that you can't face Ted when it's over. You want to get away. Take a train for another city and try somehow to forget. Put this terrible nightmare behind you. Get into the hall and tiptoe down the stairs. You wait until you can hear Mrs. Carter in another part of the house, and then run for the door. You're hurrying down the drive to the garage where your car is parked when... Well, we meet again, Carol. And just where I ran into you before. Ben. Don't let me alarm you. Ted's furious enough with me as it is. I came to apologize. He talked to you about me? He certainly did, poor old Ted. His women give him a lot of trouble. Francis certainly led him a merry chase in another direction, of course. Francis? Yeah. First she tried spending his money, and when that got boring, she started spending some of it on me. Well, that was pleasant for a while. Francis was interested in you? Interested? Well, that's one way of putting it. Tell me about her, Ben. All right. Well, she wanted to marry me. It scared me silly when I found out. Oh, we had our last together, sure, but married. Well, that's a little bit more than stealing your brother's slingshot, huh? You? You and him and Francis? That's why Ted asked her for a divorce. It wasn't me at all. Why? Oh, he didn't ask her for a divorce, Carol. She asked him. Oh, they had a terrible row about it. But you know, Ted, he clings to that for better or worse idea. And then, too, there's his position, the election and all. They decided it wasn't the sort of thing to let that Dave Arnold crowd find out about and twist all out of shape. Her accident, Ben. What did happen? Well, don't say you got this from me now. But it's simple enough. Francis tried to kill Ted, Carol. She smeared the bathtub with soap, ran the electric heater wire along in the back of the towel rack. What? Yeah. She had it all set up for Ted. She hadn't planned on slipping, and instead of Ted grabbing it, she got it herself. Really an accident, huh? Oh, and Ted protected her. Ted did quiet. Well, it was as much for his boss as for her. The district attorney couldn't get any place with rumors floating around that one of his boys was... Oh, Carol! Carol! Ted's voice calling from the house. Seems to bring your heart up into your throat. You move slowly along the drive, almost stumbling. The tears starting as you realize what you've done. That note you sent to Dave, it will ruin Ted, the district attorney, everything. You reach the terrace. Stop. Unable to go any farther. Carol. Mrs. Carter. You're feeling better, aren't you, dear? Mrs. Carter, I... I can't see Ted now. Yes, you can. Here. Please forgive a meddling old lady, Carol, but I took this letter from Gillis. You didn't really want it mailed, did you? I left. Your husband is calling, Mrs. Randolph. I think you should go to him. I have my work to do. Each Wednesday night, it's a few by the Signal Oil Company, marketers of Signal Gasoline and Motor Oil, and fine-quality automotive accessories. Signal has asked me to remind you to get the most driving pleasure, drive at sensible speeds, be courteous, and obey traffic regulations. It may save a life, possibly your own. Brett Philbrandt, Joseph Kearns, and Gerald Moore. The picture was produced and directed by George W. Allen, with story by Beth Barnes and music by Wilbur Hatch, and was transmitted to our troops overseas by the Armed Forces Radio Service. Remember, at this same time next Wednesday, another strange tale by Marvin Miller speaking. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System.


Welcome to Tovi TV's, the Everton News Daily. Everton under 18's got knocked out of their fake-up last night with a 4-1 defeat to Manchester United at Old Shrafford. They played OK, it was a bit of a gutting defeat, obviously United got two late goals. Our goal came from Francis Ocaronco, he was looking really good at the minute. He was in the right place at the right time and it was a good finish and he's had a couple there in the season, he's looking young agile so he's looking really good at the moment. I'm sure the lads will be gutted about last night but hopefully they can get some sort of drive and pick up for the rest of the season and have a good end of the campaign. Michael Keane has spoken to Everton TV about the game on the weekend, he said it's vital that we hands the atmosphere, the fans need to get behind us at the weekend because it's a huge game. I think he's absolutely right, I think we've had a few flat games at Goodison and I think Saturday we're going to have to be at our best and I think we will be to be honest. I think the reason why Newcastle came out three-one winners was because of the fans were so on it and gave the team the push and the drive they needed. They were brilliant on Tuesday so hopefully we can do the same for our team on Saturday because the needy we've got first team players out with injuries, obviously Grey looks like he's not going to be in the team, hopefully is. Michael and I won't be in the team, Meena's not in the team, Godfrey's not in the team, I mean I know what Keane and Holgate would be like so we'll have to get behind the lads and hopefully they can do the best they can. Wayne Rooney has refused to rule out the possibility of managing Everton in the future, he said that Everton and Manchester are two clubs he'd love to manage in the future. Obviously we were linked with him before we got Lampard in, at the time I wouldn't have been opposed to see Rooney's manager, I'm still not opposed to see him as manager in the future, obviously I want Lampard to stay and do the best he can. Obviously he's doing a good job at Derby at the minute, I think the four points off being safe from relegation at the moment and you've had 21 points deducted so I think that's really good for them, I think he's doing a brilliant job with him. Obviously he said a few weeks ago before when he was linked to Everton that he feels like he's ready for the Premier League but he wants to finish the job he's done at Derby. Whether he's ready for the Premier League I suppose we'll have to wait and find out but that interesting that he's come out and said Everton and Manchester are two clubs he'd love to manage in the future. Finally Everton have released a ticket news for the Bournemouth game in the FA Cup, the dates to Thursday 3 March, obviously Bournemouth took the lower allocation so no seamtaker holders will be displaced so that's a good news for them, make sure you get your ticket nice and early before they get sold out. There you go, there's all the news for today, make sure you like and subscribe and hit that notification bell to get notified when we upload, if you want more videos including exclusive and live daily videos then join us on page and thanks for watching, see you later.


I'm sure this is both of them well-wired, don't know if USA is still a hashtag DMAFD, Bigam I've got a roadside in Bamboo, everybody else. We're here in Philly for one of the last battles of the day. Both of these two opponents unfortunately had their opponents drop out on them very, very last minutes. So this afternoon we organized a last of one-off battle with the crowd at the end, so I could both get a shoot-off to spit some ice in both of them. Alright, MC on the right-hand side. He's appeared on both of them before, but not for a while. Both of them, we've got to see him make some noise. Let's go! I'm sure that zip line was good at some time, but yeah. I appreciate the zip stepping in the last minute. And MC on my left-hand side. One of the vets at the scene is going for a debut. We've got Jane Ghost, make some noise! Alright, we've skipped off camera. You know what, the zip to go first is unlimited. One minute round, and one round, so you can see the show. Right there! The purpose is to decide the fluid. But that's why I ain't got no patience.  Like a jump-store ready to test hard, like an EKG.  What's your battle? Mav-tuation's supposed to be half-nice?  I don't want to hear about the guts and glory. Nigga, these cuts get gory. When I see your guts, no glory. That's math. That right-hand putting in the sleep like a bedtime story. And once that nigga knocked out, slumped. And that there be a wake-up call. These two fists, like pacemakers. I was going to put the beats to heart. But now I'm schooling this kid. And I got two e-races. And once I clap them together, they're going to leave them in chalk.  And you ain't even the hardest out to set. Dickhound carving at his chest. Like I'm starving for some flesh, but something drowning to the sound. Like I'm harming what this nigga says. That's why it ain't no fair ones no more, my nigga.   Hold it down, y'all.  I popped the clip and hit the spit until they all come up. Getting boxed in like a bump house. You're going to see clips everywhere. Like you and Charlie just stepped into a fun house. I mean, if I pull that gun out, I'm serving toast fast and in a waitress at a diner. Tell your mama I'm a finder. Put that nine inside of a diamond.  I ain't a step back. I ain't want to battle hearts in no way.  Shaving his legs in the tub with your palm in the nose. And you're going to see a semi-pop a buck that you do. Light work. I'm talking about an electrician fixing a bulb for the twitching.  I'm talking about shock wearing niggas lifting a king.  I'm talking about contrasting with heat. I make a pipe burst. They said this kid came out of nowhere. That's Christ's birth. Do you see the blade? So go ahead and prep. I'm landing both sides. It begins there. They're crazy.  And leave a perm that's avert.  When the mom saw like one of these courier PG niggas. Was it switchcaps? They got the worst killer juniors.  Like Jerome in the house.  I got a tiny so big. That jaw keep fraying like it got a job. But you want to be a boss. Use a fruitcake who wouldn't bust grapes. You must have cracked your melon thinking I wouldn't go 8th. Raised twin banana clips in his apple. That's a couple pairs. And they ain't helped Rick Ross lose weight. You better off killing yourselves.  Niggas, you got him bummed out. And I had to laugh.   Trifling bitches.   I just wanted to see how your sister acted. So I started making whoopie like Mr. and Mrs. Goldberg. I mean that's why you a pussy.  Like when they hit the slow-mo on that tranny queen.  But he ain't hurt with me. I ain't really prepared. But fortunately I got word this little Puerto Rican wanted to see me.  Y'all really think this little Puerto Rican could beat me? I mean no offense to my Reapers. I love PR for me. But I'm gonna have to treat them like friends and do this PR easy. Listen Pop. I make classics. I don't do no jokes. Like Old Red Burst. Who know? Me like Spanish 1, 2. You know those. I'm gonna make this more simplistic for y'all. Take this out. Take this out. Take this out. Take this out. Take this out. Take this out. Take this out. Take this out. Take this out. I'm gonna make this more simplistic for y'all. Take this out. This right here is a hand you can't let go.  I'm sure y'all will cheer even when I stand down. And these new niggas though they're just all luded.   You a new nigga. Check the views nigga. In just about all the comments made. I never lose niggas so you can clone yourself right? You control yourself, become two niggas, and you still wouldn't get to double-due niggas by stuff like this. I'm telling you, if I can mention the tall streaming guy, y'all know that. Listen, funny niggas, right? I hauled me up three times. I prepared me. I've ever said that we're all seeing eyes. And you, my friend, are in reach of hauling.  But really, if you ever hear this cat in the bars, in the way he stretches it, you won't be a surprise to the board when one of his lines quickly came running out with a measure of stick. Check his vids over these next to spit.  When he write the script, he's like, oh, rain, shoot, I ain't gonna finish the rest of it, which I'll get the pick.  You want to sound extra sweet, make every letter, feel the use every bit of my nigga, you didn't stretch the word so long.  I don't know, I don't know if anyone ever tells you this, but you've been literally reached for the stars. I'm not saying you can make as long with my boy. I can't tell him not to reach. You know that's what they do with you. Raise the bar. Man! I revolutionized the game, and now they're hoping that goes corn. Well, I'm about to split soon. But right now, I'm so corn. Split soon, so corn. Nigga, you're flow warm. I'm getting my cobalt. Like anemic with froze corn. I can open toast anytime with these frozen corn. So it's cobalt, and then this is a frozen corn. See, for these snakes, I cut yards. He thinking I'm low lawns, no I'm talking rains. That went by so long. Listen, you can't flow like this. It's not a debate. I'm an original illustrator. You just caught me in pace. Your whole style is derivative. Me, I'm never the same. So while you're stuck up in traffic, I'll be setting the lane. Given the direction of the game, that's neglecting the fame.  He's lost all the beasts in it. Can't stand to take a seat. Nigga, bulldog, ripping out the leash. Nigga, nothing's just a pot. Like a hundred of a slime. Like a brown pig. You won't get a copy from this shop. I ain't rapping, I ain't talking.  With this rapping, I can borrow it. Who I actually think you're drawing. If it's back, I need to talk. If it gotta get the spot. If it's a bullet like a cold, then that should get the coffee. That means everybody's so dense. This film wouldn't make no sense. I can't believe it. Look, I used a little bag. Look, I'm sure you probably have performances where you shine like a chandelier. But no one ever see you. I'm sure you probably have to see me. Look, I'm on his age right now. He's lying. I'm sure he's heard of games. No. He's part of a fraternity-bundle dust. That's how you kick his sand. I mean, really, with all that leg movement, you don't know whether he's trying to rap battles or riverbanks. Nigga. Nigga. Check this out. He likes to stuff so much. You probably made his height man wear tax shoes. Really? He grabs shoes with the tack boots and let that tack move into the cellar and let you wear back shoes, right?   You want back boots? That's cool. And pass through them shells. Come slow. Pack open like cashews. Attach two tack tools inside the sack shoes. You ain't got my paperboy. Well, that's bad news. I hit your team in clear space with the tack boots. You catch it the hard way. Let this nigga cross, man. It's real.  Look where you snapping.  I'm so much a gun. My right hand might get booked for possession. Listen, I'm too hard for this pussy. That's why these bitches know this. I keep that monochrome signal on the biscuit focus. You better move before I catch you off the crib and post it and get red on your door like an eviction notice.   I ain't racist, but it's true. I better not see you flushed unless you pay me what it's due. That's it. Because I left an eight off more than I'm taking on your Jews. Listen. Shit.  Look, all these watch it. Because the scary thing is I might need to run past them. I mean, you would think after that one hit you might even go and quack them. That's, listen, that's the naked truth. Guarding, eating, or rapping.  Since we're not in a big apple, I won't even come out. I'm gonna say this. Everything is reported we already saw. It's the complete prostitution as was said before. The coin been made. Check the score. From the record, y'all, I've heard more of this than the record store. But still pack a full house, no deck of cards. You won't need a co-stater just to check the bars. I'm overhairs with my racks, me projecting balls. I'm letting off.  But you can get these double Ds trying to get across. Get in the house once I get the bread across. Who wants the bread involved? Well, all y'all know she is the red dot. But the viewers at home, well, they gon' take the cameraman press the cord. But the bar's like, press the bars, left his corpse down in morgues and dressing doors.    He told the dread head bar so he asked us, I got the W. Ours? Boy, I checked the wars. Listen, all I really need is like two more cups. And I'll be on another level.  So there was bars on bars, like a two-floor club. I mean, folks slid them and catch shots. So I'm front of the net, I go to them. Get back to them. You better check your girl because I spit so ill, they say the poops to the plant, but her gel is real. You may sleep on me. So if you sleep on me, well, then you're fucked.


Internal Revenue Service IRS Tax News. IRS opens 2023 dirty dozen with warning about employee retention credit claims. Increased scrutiny follows aggressive promoters making offers too good to be true. The dirty dozen. I'd like the badonkin dirty dozen, please. All right, donuts. Just when you thought you got 12 of those cinnamon sugar donuts, you realized they're just like dirt sprinkled over 12 used greasy o-rings or something. And even then, the IRS still wants like 40% of them. And after inflation, you're left with nothing. Nothing left. Nothing left. Oh, a sticky spot. I'm telling you. Yeah, okay, Phil. I am sorry for being pessimistic. But no, no, I can't, I can't see the glasses half full, Phil.  Many of those who survived that tragedy did so by remaining calm and treading won't help arrive. But this is quicksand. Why? Because it's empty. It's empty, Phil. The glass is empty. It's not optimistic to say the glass is half full when it's actually empty. That's called, that's called hallucinating. What's going on? Illucinations. That's a common side effect of the mint. You know, like I don't want to just see the glasses half full. I'd like to actually drink something out of it from time to time for crying out loud. I mean, I mean, maybe it's just a cultural difference I'm experiencing over here. But for me, a glass is not decoration, but instead a utilitarian item used for holding life-giving fluid. Fluid, I plan on drinking at some point in the future, you know? Okay, Phil, I see. Although saying the glass is half full when it's actually empty is technically a lie, it's at least an optimistic lie. Ah, the noble lie. I do appreciate the sentiment, Phil. However, I must say I'm not a fan of the noble lie. I'm not a fan of the noble lie. I mean, I know the noble lie truly does make people feel better right up until the point they try to drink out of their half full cup, discovering it's actually empty, at which point they die of thirst and agony, exclaiming why I would have hiked down to the river a week ago had only I known. And I certainly would have eaten those bag of salted nuts just like an hour ago. Whatever. On to the news. IR 2023-49, March 20, 2023, Washington and a further warning to people and businesses, the Internal Revenue Service added widely circulating promoter claims involving employee retention credits as a new entry and the annual dirty dozen list of tax scams. There's a link to the dirty dozen list here. So for the start of the annual dirty dozen list of tax scams, the IRS spotlighted employee retention credits following blatant attempts by promoters to con ineligible people to claim the credit. So this actual scam might be a little bit more sophisticated than some of the scams on the dirty dozen list, noting that when we look at these tax scams, they kind of fall into two types of categories. One is like a shotgun type of approach, like the spamming of the emails, for example, which they're often going to have to highlight because they're so widespread, although the people that are that they're actually going to be netting from that type of scam is going to be a lot narrower to their scam funnel than the shotgunning of all the emails and they might not make as much money in that kind of scam per scam. Right? Because it's a shotgun type of approach where they're trying to have as wide a net that they're putting out there as possible. And then there's other types of scams where they're going to be more targeted to specific individuals or businesses, which of course takes more time on the scammer side of things, but likely they're shooting for more profits per scam would be the general concept there. And this one, notice they would have to be targeting people generally that have businesses of course and possibly employees. And obviously one of the things that allows these kinds of scams are the big changes to the tax laws that have been taking place with the coronavirus and the response to it and that kind of stuff where they try to put all these changes to the law, which obviously creates an environment where there's more money that's going out and there's new laws on the books, which obviously it takes a while to work out the kinks in the laws to get them properly implemented and see where the loopholes and what not are. And then of course when the environment is changing all the time, people legitimately don't really know what's going on as much because the environment is changing all the time. The government was putting a lot of money out there, so it's not unreasonable for someone to say, well maybe the government just want to just give me money for whatever reason, which is of course an environment ripe for scamming. So obviously we have to be more vigilant of that then. So renewing several earlier alerts, the IRS highlighted schemes from promoters who have been blasting ads and radio and the internet touting refunds involving employee retention credits, also known as ERCs. These promotions can be based on inaccurate information related to eligibility for and compute computation of the credit. So quote, the aggressive marketing of these credits is deeply troubling and a major concern for the IRS. End quote said IRS Commissioner Danny Warfell. Quote, businesses need to think twice before filing a claim for these credits. While the credit has provided a financial lifeline to millions of businesses, there are promoters misleading people and businesses into thinking they can claim these credits. There are very specific guidelines around these pandemic era credits. They are not available to just anyone. People should remember the IRS is actively auditing and conducting criminal investigations related to these false claims. We urge honest taxpayers not to be caught up in these schemes end quote. So again, you can see what is basically happening here. And obviously when the pandemic was going and the IRS was basically trying to put money out there, it legitimately did feel like they were trying to give money almost to just about, they were trying to get money into the economy. So they were basically just shooting money out there. And it seemed like they basically wanted to give money away to certain people. They were given stimulus payments out for crying out loud. So you can see why the environment would be such where people are like, well, maybe the IRS, this is how it works. They're just going to give money out there. And obviously, I think they were probably less aggressive on restricting the flow of money and whatnot during that time period. And now of course we're in an inflationary period with an overheating economy. And now they've got to pull back on all this stuff and say and enforced the rules once again and try not to, the point is now if you're in inflationary time, you don't want to be shooting money out randomly into the economy because that could cause more inflation generally from an economic standpoint. So I think they actually were a little bit looser during that time period when they kind of wanted money out there and now they're going to tighten their belts and they're warning people to be more cautious about these things. Obviously from a scamming perspective, you got to be careful about the scammers because these types of things are things where it might actually work to do the scam but then you're still on the statute of limitations so they could come back and audit you at some future point in which case you'd be hit with not only the tax but the penalties and the interest and the person who scammed the person into doing this might be gone by that point in time. So as the taxpayer, you're the one that's going to be held responsible for it. So the IRS is stepping up enforcement action involving these ERC claims and people considering filing for these claims only valid during the pandemic for a limited group of businesses should be aware they are ultimately responsible for the accuracy of the information on their tax return. The IRS Small Business Self-Employed Division has trained auditors examining these types of claims and the IRS Criminal Investigation Division is on the lookout for promoters of fraudulent claims for credits. Abusive ERC Promotions highlight day one of the IRS annual dirty dozen campaign so they're leading off the list with this one. So a list of 12 scams and schemes that put taxpayers and the tax professional community at risk of losing money, personal information, data and more. This annual list of schemes and scams is aimed at helping raise awareness to protect honest taxpayers from aggressive promoters and con artists. These schemes put people at financial risk and increase the chances people could become victims of identity theft. Some items on the dirty dozen list are new and some make a return visit. So while the list is not a legal document or a formal listing of agency enforcement priorities, it is intended to alert taxpayers and the tax professional community about various scams and schemes at large. Quote, businesses should be aware of advertised schemes and direct solicitations promoting tax services that are too good to be true. In quote, Warfield said anything that someone's promoting that's too good to be true is usually obviously too good to be true. Yes, lion scammers. Anyways, quote, they should listen to the advice of their trusted tax professional. Taxpayers should remember that they are always responsible for the information reported on their tax returns. Importantly, claiming these credits could result in taxpayers having to repay the credits along with potential penalties and interest. Not to mention the fact that you probably paid the scammer and a significant amount of money who's skipped town by this point, right? So when properly claim the ERC is a refundable tax credit designed for businesses that continue paying employees will shut down due to the COVID-19 pandemic or that had a significant decline in gross receipts during the eligibility period, the credit is not available to individuals. Beware of ERC promotions while many eligible employers claimed and have already received the ERC. Some third parties continue to widely advertise their services targeting taxpayers who may not be eligible for the ERC. Unfortunately, these advertisements, along with the increased prevalence of websites touting how easy it is to qualify for the ERC, lend an air of legitimacy to abusive claims for refund. Tax professionals have reported receiving undue pressure from clients to participate and claim the ERC even when the tax professional believes the client is not entitled to the credit. So again, this is kind of, you know, we're kind of blaming this on the obviously scammers and liars and people taking advantage of the environment that is set up is wrong. But it's also kind of the fact that the environment was ripe for this kind of thing to happen. Pressures will be put on people if they start seeing everybody like money being shot out everywhere for weird reasons. And they start thinking that the government that they can just fill out a form or something and get money because money seems to be flowing quite liberally, quite freely from the government for some weird incentive structures during that time period. That's partially what needs to be fixed at this point in time is the whole incentive structure needs to be tightened back down. And at some point that probably will happen, which means the government at some point is going to be looking for examples to be made of. Meaning they're going to hit some people hard, I would think, at some time to try to reign things back in. So the IRS encourages the tax professional community to continue to advertise clients not to file ERC claims when the tax professional believes they do not qualify. The IRS has been warning about these schemes since last fall, but there continue to be attempts to claim the ERC during the 2023 tax filing season. The IRS Office of Professional Responsibility send a special bulletin to tax professionals on March 7th outlining core responsibilities for ERC claims under Circular 230. Third-party promoters of the ERC often don't accurately explain eligibility for and computation of the credit. They may make broad arguments suggesting that all employers are eligible without evaluating an employer's individual circumstances. Now note, I don't have any experience with this credit in particular, but I do know the other thing that they used to kind of be worried about was the people that were looking for the offer and compromise kind of thing. And I know in those circumstances that oftentimes there's full advertising campaigns that aren't actually tax professionals that actually put out these advertisements and then funnel in the leads to the people, the actual tax professionals. So you don't even, if you're responding to an advertisement, you may not even be responding to an actual firm, but just an ad agency that's then trying to create leads to go somewhere else. Any time, again, the government is kind of putting programs out there which could potentially result in people receiving money to the point where it could be advantageous or profitable for professionals to try to specialize in that location, a whole industry could pop up. Not just the tax professionals, but whole advertising industries that create sales funnels in order to funnel the leads, in order to pay for all that kind of stuff, you've got to imagine that there's a lot of money that's being involved in it. So, for example, only recovery startup businesses are eligible for ERC in the fourth quarter of 2021, but these third party promoters fail to explain this limitation. In addition, some third parties do not inform employers that they cannot claim the ERC on wages that were reported as payroll costs and obtaining paycheck protection program loan forgiveness. There's the other weird one. Additionally, some of these advertisements exist solely to collect taxpayers personally identified information in exchange for false promises. The scammers then use the information to conduct identity theft. So the IRS reminds all taxpayers that the willful filing of false information and fraudulent tax forms can lead to serious civil and criminal penalties. And it looks like they're looking to crack down on some, someone's going to get cracked down on at some point here, used as an example, you would think. So, properly claiming the ERC, eligible taxpayers can claim the ERC on an original or amended employment tax return for qualified wages paid between March 13, 2020 and December 31, 2021. However, to be eligible, employers must have sensitive sustained a full or partial suspension of operations due to orders from the appropriate governmental authority. There's a link to that here. Reporting commerce travel or group meetings because of COVID-19 during 2020 or the first three quarters of 2021 experienced a significant decline in gross receipts during 2020 or a decline in gross receipts during the first three quarters of 2021 or qualify as a recovery startup business for the third or fourth quarter 2021. Reporting tax related fraud and scams. Employers should report instances of fraud and IRS related phishing attempts to the IRS and there's an email here, Treasury Inspector General for taxpayer administration and a phone number you can check out in the link in the description besides the promotion of ERC claims to employers who are not eligible for the credit. There are many other scams and schemes. The iris is warning individuals business and tax professionals about in this year's annual dirty dozen campaign. So you're not going to want to miss that one. As part of the dirty dozen awareness effort, the IRS encourages people to report tax related illegal activities related to ERC claims as well as individuals who promote improper and abusive tax schemes and tax return. People should mail or fax completed form 14242 reports suspected abuse of tax promotions or preparers. There's a link to that here and any supporting material to the IRS lead development center in the office of promoter investigation. There's an email address, I mean, an actual mailing address if you want to check that out in the link in the description here. Alternatively, taxpayers and tax practitioners may send the information to the IRS whistleblower office for possible monetary reward so you can get rewarded for that. That's interesting. So for more information, see abusive tax schemes and abusive tax return preparers. The dirty dozen is a collaboration with the security summit initiative, the security summit. There's a link to that here. Working together as security summit, the IRS State 8 tax agencies in the nation's tax industry have taken numerous steps over the last seven years to warn people to watch out for common scams and schemes during tax season. So there's a link to that stuff here. There'll be a link to this in the description.


Hello friends. I'm Sanjay Gupta. I welcome you on Sanjay Gupta Tech School. In this video, I'm going to demonstrate how you can add multiple actions while implementing workflow rules in Salesforce. So if you want to watch our Salesforce training videos, you can search my name Sanjay Gupta on YouTube and you can follow my YouTube channel. So now let me open my existing workflow rules so that we can modify them to implement multiple actions. So here we have introduction of workflow so we can skip that. Now you can see I have two workflow rules. Those are already implemented. So I'm opening this one. So here you can see everything is already set like rule name, object, evaluation criteria. It is already active description, rule criteria, is context, one field each source should be equals to that or email should be containing at gridgmail.com, right? So this is all set. Now here you can see we can set workflow actions. So we can set two type of workflow actions. One is immediate and second one is time dependent, right? So first I'm going to add multiple immediate actions. Then similar to immediate we can add multiple time dependent workflow actions as well, right? So let me edit this. Here you can see all I have already added one action that is field update. So I'm going to add one more that is new email alert. Its description is email alert to context, right? Now I'm going to select an email template. So you can choose any required email template then recipient type. So I'm selecting email field. So on contact we have email field. So that's why I'm selecting this. If you don't have email field on a particular object other than contact. So you can choose any other thing like user rules, related user related contact, anything that is suitable for your record or object. Then additional emails. You can type additional five emails that will be in CC then from email address so that will be current users email address. Now I'm clicking on save. So this way you will see I have created two immediate workflow actions. So this way you can implement as many workflow action as you want to perform. But here limitation is both will be executing when this rule or evaluation criteria will be matching, right? So this is the limitation in workflow. If you want to execute email alert on certain rule criteria or field update on other rule criteria, then you have to implement two separate workflow. And later on, you will learn about process builder. So in a single process builder, we can implement two separate criteria along with two separate actions. So that you will learn in process builder related videos. So here we have one criteria that is rule and evaluation and two immediate actions, right? So now I'm clicking on done. So it is already active. Now I'm going to open my university app so that we can create records. I'm opening it in new tab. So when I will be creating a record, you will see a field update will happen and email will be sent. So let's check field update also what is happening inside it. So here you can see we are going to update description field and with this text, right? So whenever I will be fulfilling rule criteria, then field description field will be updated and email will be triggered automatically. So now I'm going to create a contact. So it's first name is test. Last name is multiple actions. So a rule criteria was having all in between conditions. So I am populating. Let's say I'm populating email address on the extension of the dot tech school at the gmail.com. Because we have email action attached. So for that we require this to be filled. I'm leaving lead source as blank. I'm clicking on save. And if I go to details, you will see description will be having the text. So yeah, it is having the text test description for field update through workflow. Let's check my email box. So here, yeah, I'm having an email that is sent automatically through that workflow rule. So you can see with a single rule criteria, I'm able to perform to immediate actions, right? So friends, if you want to implement multiple immediate actions in workflow rules that those are executed with rule criteria or evaluation criteria. So this is how you can do that. Now, if you want to do same thing with time dependent workflow action, so you can do that also. So if you want to implement time dependent workflow action, so first you need to deactivate your workflow rule. So I'm deactivating it. Then we need to change this evaluation criteria, because if we choose a second evaluation criteria, then we cannot apply time dependent workflow action. So I'm choosing third one, clicking on save. Now I can click on edit. Here you can see now we can add time triggers. So I'm adding one hour after rule trigger date, so I'm setting this. So now after setting this, you can create as many workflow actions as required, right? So similar to immediate workflow actions, now you can add a more than one time dependent workflow actions as well. And if you want to know how they execute, so I created one video based on time dependent workflow action, so you can watch that video to understand how time dependent workflow actions works. Right? So I hope you understood whatever I demonstrated in this video. If you want to watch more Salesforce training videos, you can search my name Sanjay Gupta on YouTube and you can follow my YouTube channel. Thank you for watching this video.