Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 92
…The Nun and the Spy…
Willard Libby’s aunt is as gracious a human being as any out there, which means she will not turn away even the lowest of the low. Billed as Bernard Spencer, communications specialist for The Vatican, Spencer/Daniels/Cephus is welcomed into the monastery like the Prodigal Son. Sister Mary has a pre-loaded battery of questions for such a treasured papal insider, though she is troubled by the news of Ernesto Pacelli’s demise.
Spencer/Cephus/Daniels is most obliging in detailing life within the gates of Vatican City.
“Is the Holy Father as brilliant as his Humani Generis indicates? I recall how Mr. Pacelli so lovingly gave me a copy and how it applies so well to current world opinion.” She is more than serious. “The Church has been under attack in recent years, mostly from the outside-in. The reliance on science is a cancer to the Word.”
“And yet you welcomed two prominent scientists into the walls of Tolentine, both of whom were responsible for the A-bomb.”
“I must say that Mr. Fermi surprised me in a pleasant sort of way… and well my nephew is my nephew. He is a fundamentally good man and for such a cause as his, I could not refuse the summit. And that Billy Graham fellow, what a firecracker he is!”
Daniels is getting increasingly uncomfortable with the duopolistic nature of his visit, but he soldiers on to paint an accurate picture of his impression of Pope Pius the Twelve. He enjoys his work under the greater Catholic Church umbrella, but that is tempered by his need to be a snitch for Forever Mastadon. That very guilt that haunts the everyday Catholic into obedience, hangs about his spirit like an anchor.
Off in the distance he can hear and feel a low rumbling, like a passing locomotive or … thunder… In winter; can it be?