Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 220

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 220

…Ace Bannion and Agent Daniels leave Midway Airport with expectations that a climax is near…

“We have the unenviable task of guessing how (or if) Penty is going to attack. I know we are hoping that he shows his fangs, but what if he doesn’t?” Agent Daniels/Jesse James is feeling the stress of having to predict the unpredictable, expected to possess an intuitional advantage over his cohorts. “It seems I am slated to go along for the ride, Eddie’s carriages I hear.” There is a hint of trepidation in his voice. “But while we are circling the warning-track or up on stage telling our stories, we will be losing control of the venue.”

“I’m with you JJ, but the girls tell us that all we have to do is trust, especially Sister Mary Joseph. I think she would walk off a cliff and believe she would be O.K.” In between checking hydraulics and testing circuits on the repaired/restored Blue Ridge Angel, Ace equates the Tolentine nun’s faith to flying. “When we took off from KC, I had confidence that we would land safely in Chicago. I was sort a wrong this time. I saw my life flash before my eyes, and it may sound corny, but I relived every landing I have ever made in those final minutes.”

“Well I am trained to trust my instincts and I am positive that Penty will show himself, he cannot possibly pass this up.”

That’s where that weird paper we brought back from Wisconsin comes in.” Ace has seen things that defy logic.

“Yes, it is an instructional document, the very methods that Jesus’ disciples used to rid possessed folks of their demons. Jesus didn’t need a manual to do His thing, but we sure do!”

“It sounds like Billy or the good sister is rubbing off on you, Daniels?”

“Hey, if I have a choice, I’m riding in her wagon. I saw lightning take out a bad guy, with a finger on the trigger, twenty feet from her… and twenty-two feet from me. Am I a believer? You betcha!” Will he get his wish?

Bannion and Daniels both leave Midway Airport with expectations. They represent an overall sentiment that a climax is near.

As it was in the decades after the crucifixion of Jesus, so believe the most fervent presenters of the Good News; the return to Earth of the Messiah is around the corner… albeit God’s corner and that’s one big corner, h-u-g-e – big.

  • Billy Graham is doing IT.
  • A million preachers are doing IT.
  • The NBC television network is doing IT.
  • IT is called “spreading the Word”.


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Spreading the Word

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 217

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 217

…Stealing a plane is a Federal offense, even if it’s in the name of God…

Blue Ridge Angel-001

In his spare time, since and leading up to the star status assigned him by the other 34 living, breathing and exceedingly thankful passengers who were aboard The Blue Ridge Angel when she crashed (no bigger fan than Rev Billy himself), Ace Bannion goes over the repairs made to that fated plane with the ever mercurial, yet reliable Agent Daniels.

“She looks as good as new Bannion, but it pays to land on 3 good wheels.” Know-it-all-smart-ass. “How much did you pay for this beauty, it looks like a C-47?”

“Not a bad guess for a dirt-hugger like you, but it’s actually a BT-67 refurb actually and literally stole it from the previous owners.”

“Stealing a plane is a Federal offense, even if it’s in the name of God.”

federal_offense

“65 grand of Hurst Publishing money, bought and paid for, I’ll have you know. Too bad I had to scrape up the belly.”

55th St.-001“Hey, at least no one was killed, right?”

“All I know is, I never want to read the numbers on a house from an airplane cockpit again!”

“You won’t be bothered much longer, I promise you,” Daniels knows his nemesis well and knows of what he speaks. “My good friend Pentateuch is in for a rude surprise at that baseball stadium. He will be expecting to have his usual unabated fun, but Graham is preparing a recipe that will set him back for a good, long while.”

Pentateuch-001“Are you saying that we can kill the Devil?” Ace is hoping for the best.

“No. You found that out in Italy, right? I love that Constance woman, but I could have told her she was wasting her time trying to blow him up.”

“She loves you too, but hindsight does not replace her revengeful satisfaction… or that fantastic Italian getaway I might add,” fond memories. “Do you know how long I’ve been trying to pry that woman away?”

“Away from what, may I ask?”

“From whom, Daniels, haven’t you been paying attention? All I need to tell you is: Worth Moore is the finest lawyer north of the South Pole!”

“Wow that would make him pretty good.”


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…the finest lawyer North of the South Pole…

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 211

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 211

Constance Caraway Private Investigation is calling the number that Agent Daniels left with her – just in case…

The one wildcard in this latest scheme to chase Satan back into his fiery hole continues to be his former deputy-devil-turned-Libbyite Cephus/ Agent Daniels. If Constance Caraway is a prickly thorn in the devil’s foot, this uncovered CIA mole would be a spear, prowling, lurking, and seeking to pierce without warning.

Pentateuch absolutely despises the very type of individual that he is himself: silent, devious, ruthless.

Cephus may be watching and Pentateuch would not know it.

Penty hates being unawares. —

Anolis grahami

— Even government operatives get vacation time and Agent Daniels has slipped off to Jamaica for some well-deserved rest, after he had confirmed that the inspectors of the Blue Ridge Angel were nothing more than phony-baloney nondescript, albeit willing government saboteurs.

“Jesse James,” the telephone speaks in his open-air room at the Silver Seas Resort.

“Wow, a real name to go with a real voice!” The founder and collective soul of Constance Caraway Investigation is calling the number that he left with her – just in case.

“Get out of here you pesky critter!”

“Excuse me,” she is surprised by the apparent rebuke.

“Sorry Constance, I wasn’t talking at you. I have a couple of House Geckos who insist on darting around whenever I’m about to use the shower; they seem to prefer domestic water over island water. Too bad they have no natural predators to worry about. I may need to toss them into the Caribbean.” He means business, but eschews real killing. “What has our two-legged lizard been up to?”

“Well, that’s just it, we have come upon some new information and in addition, Graham is returning to Chicago on the 28th for a baseball stadium meeting. I’m thinking that Penty has caught wind of this… you do remember what happened last month?”

“What information are we talking about?”

“It seems that Ace & I have acquired detailed, ancient instructions on how to put this sneaky bastard in his place. I happen to think that you may be the man who can carry out those instructions.”

No audible response – he had been enjoying himself for the first time in (xx) years.

“And there will be a little extra in your paycheck next month.” P.I.s will tell little-white-lies to get results.

“If you have either the authority to A: give me a raise or B: put Pentateuch out of business, I will be impressed,” he cannot resist the chance to deal a setback to his longtime notable nemesis. “I’ve got a few days left before I have to get back to work.”

“Can you read any ancient languages?”

“Among other modern tongues, Latin – Hebrew – Greek – Aramaic…”

“Yeah, the last one… wait ‘til you see what fell into our laps on OUR spring vacation.”

“That is the dominant language of 1st Century A.D. you know, Jesus-speak, but not too common these days.”

He will soon be reaching back into history to help reconstitute a divine formula for demonic eradication.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 187

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 187

…A fly on the wall…

Here is a random (edited) sample of  comments from the Chicago Stadium luxury suite at Billy Graham’s Crusade stop:

  • fly on the wall“Let’s slide the window open, I don’t feel like part of the crowd,” Constance complains.
  • “My husband is allergic to seafood,” Edie D. knows her husband like a bee knows its hive.
  • “Have you tried the shrimp cocktail?” Newly released Eddie D. asks. “This sure beats hospital food.”
  • “I am impressed with Willard Libby. I learned things that I hadn’t considered before,” Worth Moore’s first taste of carbon— carbon dating that is, is enlightening.
  • “I’ll have you know that my sister’s boy never scored less than an A in school,” Tolentine devotee Mary Joseph is beaming with family pride, in light of her nephew’s starring role.
  • “I wonder if Willard is going to mention my name during his presentation.” Every scientist expects credit for his work. Martin Kamen is no different.
  • “I have agents stationed at every gate.” Agent Daniels has his attention focused on his walkie-talkie, not allowing his search engine to idle. Such is the scope of his personal investment in the Libby Affair and Forever Mastadon long before that.
  • “I was part of the original search squadron retracing Amelia Earhart’s flight plan. I was positive that we would have found by now.” Ace doesn’t brag, he merely inserts himself into aviation history now and then.
  • “This is what sheer terror looks like live!” Sam Goldwyn’s projector screen replays The Blue Ridge Angel belly flopping at Midway Airport.
  • “My shoulder is killing me,” Fanny tries to adjust her sling, the inconvenient result of her own heroic accident.
  • “We’re all sinners, each and every one of us!” Billy Graham broadcasts through the loudspeakers.
Saint-Sinner

Oscar Wilde


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 185

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 185

…Pentateuch has been crossed and triple-crossed, with a double cherry on top…

There can be heard a mighty roar from out the Lake of Fire, the whole Earth growlsRed from within.

What could trigger such a geophysical belch? “WILLARD LIBBY IS ALIVE!” not a rejoicing regurgitation from Pentateuch.

Since, from the earliest reports at Elgin State Hospital, when he learned of Willard Libby’s unintended, but accepted death, the Dark One has been kept in the dark. There is not a sorer loser, on Earth or below, that exists. It may be, that the short phrase ‘seeing red’, was coined in 1951.

Suddenly Forever Mastadon and World Agnostica Unlimited are rendered meaningless. All the earthly co conspirators, like the Justice Department a.k.a. the FBI, Canisso and his thugs, McGraw-Hill Publishing, L. Dick Cannon or the newest saboteurs from the CAA, they all can go their merry way, quite possibly reuniting in hell.

“Losers be damned every one of them! I’ve been duped by Cephus, whom I trusted, and a female weakling with her ragamuffin mercenaries. I knew there had to be a reason she was putting her friends in front of me, ripe for peril. WILLARD LIBBY IS ALIVE & SO IS THAT MISERABLE MARTIN KAMEN!”

And though he never truly thought that Cephus(Daniels) had perished in the Argonne fire, he could never focus on the man’s countenance enough to be sure. Even the chief demon has a fatal flaw.

The fact is: He has been crossed and triple-crossed, with a cherry on top.

betrayed

With hands lifted out, gyrating with his greatest urgency, the Dark Deceiver summons the worst of his fallen angels to come to battle. No more mister nice guy or withholding his ire about a situation from which he has lost a grip.

A war is erupting, with The Chicago Stadium as the Holy Battlefield.


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Angry

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 170

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 170

 …When a covert operation goes awry, you have no idea what may be coming down the pike…

The FBI guy recounts, “I am looking at a list of fatalities and it is scary:

Characters CC-FM-001>Ernesto Pacelli, the Pope’s Brother – we’re going straight to hell.

>Two Mastadon stooges – hey, good stooges are hard to find.

>Vincent Wolfgram, Mastadon field supervisor? Struck by lightning – now that’s original.

>Bart Simpson, the McGraw-Hill publisher who was really a nice guy.

>Martin Kamen, a colleague of Libby’s, incinerated at Argonne – Illinois is lucky the fire didn’t spread to the nukes!

>Jesse James Daniels, a CIA agent… What in the Sam-hell is the goshddamed OSS doing anywhere nears our business? And now you make a casual mention of Libby being dead. Shouldn’t that have been the end of things right then and there? Every single interested party in this case is dead.”

“We did not count on this private investigator from Florida sticking around. She was hired  to help locate Libby, after he went missing.”

“She… as in a woman?” The Deputy Attorney General makes a solid guess.

“Yes, Constance Caraway.”

“Wait, err, just a minute… is that the same broad who nailed that Nazi double agent sniffing around the atomic bomb? Please don’t tell me we hired her, she’s too much a straight shooter and loopy partner of hers…”

“No, Kamen did and that’s what we can’t figure out, even with Kamen out of the picture, she is still bird-dogging the case,” Conroy is baffled. “In fact she mustered the entire CPD and they called in the Illinois National Guard to shake down that Greenwood house.”

“I thought we had the CPD in our pockets.”

“We do, but they were never briefed on what we’re doing regarding Mastadon, or even that we’ve owned 5046 for years.”

“Then why don’t we haul the bitch in and stash her where the sun doesn’t shine.”

“Not only does she have her agency partner involved, but a flyboy boyfriend and some hick lawyer from Florida.”

“Oh swell and can you throw in Mother Teresa?”

“No, Billy Graham.”

“Jesus, this is all I need, McGrath is going to have my head!” Deputy Malone answers to a superior, the Attorney General of the United States. “You tell our Mr. Winters that he should get busy on some of these targets, he missing the mark.”

When a covert operation goes awry, you have no idea what may be coming down the pike.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 169

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 169

Chapter Fifteen

 RAINMAKER

DOJ

Department of Justice Building

“It seems we have a problem in Chicago.”

On the fifth floor of the U.S. Department of Justice building, at 950 Pennsylvania Avenue in the nation’s capital, there is an unadvertised meeting between Deputy Attorney General, a newly created position in 1950, and the Executive Assistant Director of the FBI’s STB (Science and Technology Branch), who is now reporting on the special project under his watch, in the Operational Technology Division.

Urgent and Secret Agenda 03-20-1951

  • Department of Justice-Deputy Attorney General Ross Malone
  • The Federal Bureau of Investigation
    • Science and Technology Branch – Executive Assistant Director Gilbert Conroy
    • Ops Technology Division
  • Subject: Project Forever Mastadon

Need-to-Know Priority 1-1A-1B

“You are aware of our building at 5046 Greenwood, correct,” Gilbert Conroy needs to confirm that he and Deputy Malone are on the same page.

“Chicago — yes of course. We’ve had that building or at least owned that property since goshdamned Ulysses Grant, but I try to keep my distance from it. It appears that we have lost control of who has access.”

Project Mastadon has been operational since 1942, taking over that Chicago address from Project Tora Tora.”

Tora saved us the embarrassment of having the training center at Navy Pier bombed into tomorrow back in WWII, spent some time there myself, perfect cover.” Gilbert Conroy has been a part of many covert-ops. “But this Mastadon thing has become a real reach for the department. What are we try to protect this time… the theory of evolution? From what we at Ops Technology hear, Willard Libby is on the Libby Dead or Alive-001verge of turning modern anthropology on its ear.”

“Libby is dead,” Malone informs Gilbert.

“The hell you say! We didn’t kill him, did we?”

“Not exactly, but our Forever Mastadon operatives did.”

“Shit!” the business of protecting the nation’s interests can become smutty. “But what does that have to do with Greenwood?”

“When we hired a guy named P. Joseph Winters to run Mastadon we thought he was a legitimate business executive who could provide us solid organizational skills and the shared vision of a scientific community, separate from religious right-wing Creationists.”

Way to go!


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