Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 134
THE PRIMROSE PATH
…When I opened the door, something smelled like it was burning, but there was no smoke…
“Hey CC, Fanny called while you were out,” Ace states matter-of-factly, oblivious to the corollary between a telephone call and fate.
Constance need not be filled in on the details. The fact that she failed to tell her partner that she has been in contact with Ace Bannion for two and a half weeks and never once told Fanny about it, well the most undesirable outcome of that oversight has come home to roost. In an attempt to spare Fanny the temporary anguish of Ace’s reappearance into their lives, she instead has severed the trust bond between sisters-in-arms.
“You didn’t tell her about me, did you? Ugh. Never mind, I know the answer to that. I don’t mind playing the role of the villain once in a while, but hurting Fanny Renwick was not part of the bargain. She’s none too happy Constance, can you blame her?”
Before she can respond to damning indictment of her relational misjudgments, Agent Daniels is on the front landing, banging on the entry with great urgency. Ace opens the door.
“Bart Simpson was found dead in his office!” The normally unflappable man is disheveled and distraught, not the unflappable version they are used to seeing. “And I think the Chicago police may believe I did it.”
“Simpson? The name doesn’t ring a bell. Please calm down and tell it to me slowly,” urges a concerned Constance.
He takes a deep breath and straightens his narrow black necktie, “I had an appointment with him at his office over at McGraw-Hill in the Loop.” Now she remembers. “While I was in the outer office, I thought I heard something going on behind the door. When I opened the door, something smelled like it was burning, but there was no smoke and Simpson’s head was face down at his desk, blood trickling out of both ears.”