John Slater is driving his lorry towards London when a girl jumps onto the road in front of him and begs a ride. Down the road a piece, he stops at a cafe for some coffee and a phone call. When he returns to his truck, he finds her gone, shrugs his shoulders and continues on.... and finds her dead further down the road. The police investigation finds it a murder, and Slater finds himself right in the hapless thick of it, along with strong woman Joan Rhodes (in her movie debut) and stage psychic Garry Marsh, along with an investigation into drug trafficking.
It's a decently set up second feature, with some amusing points about how enterprising amateurs getting into the middle of murder investigations rarely do anyone any good, particularly themselves. Slater is pretty good as the clueless truck driver who keeps finding himself in trouble, and quota quickie director Vernon Sewell does his usual competent, cheap job.
