Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #322
…This is out of my hands, Carolyn. The Leon County Sheriff is after him and he has aced me out of this case, flat out barring me from any input…
In the midst of this playful banter, the telephone rings. It has its origins from a Florida exchange, as suggested by the type of ring.
“Miss Hanes, is that you? This is a voice from your past.”
“It is Mrs. Ford now, Joe Slater. How are you?”
“Its getting busy here, but I will always have time for you.” Detective Joe is a grizzled veteran of the Tallahassee community, including the ins and outs of everyone’s business, though not in a nosey way. He merely knows a lot.
“I’m glad for that because I’ve heard some scuttle butt about Doc Campbell; manslaughter Joe? He couldn’t hurt a fly, you know that.”
“This is out of my hands, Carolyn. The Leon County Sheriff is after him and he has aced me out of this case, flat out barring me from any input.”
“What did Campbell do?”
“He treated a girl or two from Jacksonville way, you know, got them out of trouble.”
“You know what I think about abortion, Joe, I do not approve of it morally, but making it a capital offense is wrong. Penalties should fit the crime.”
“Yeah, I understand that, but one of the girls died.”
“Oh,” period, end of sentence.
“But she had been seeing another doctor back east and she was allergic to penicillin.” Slater knows the details, but he is being trumped by a shadowy machination.
“It sounds like he is being railroaded, am I right?”
“The Pensacola & East all the way!” He refers to the railway where a young Alfrey Campbell was nearly run over by in 1896. “Somebody wants him out of the way, gal. Some see him getting in the way of progress, if you know what I mean. He and Maggie still own some fine property, though some of it is slipping into curious hands.”
“Who is helping him, Joe? He must have representation.”
“Well, that is part of the problem. James Ferrell passed away a couple years back and R. Worth Moore is no James Ferrell.”
“Enough said. Bob will fly me in tomorrow. I will call from the airport.”
“You got it, Lyn and I wouldn’t waste any time getting here.”
“One more thing….Who is the Sheriff of Leon County??”
“W. P Joyce.”
She knows something.