Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 85

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 85

Chapter Eight

 FALLOUT

 …“It’s Eddie… Edie has gone missing…

“My Edie is gone,” screams a panic stricken man into a telephone line connected to the only person he can trust at the moment!

“Calm down Eddie,” Fanny has picked up the line, recognizes the voice but not to whom he refers in the possessive. “Who is Edie?”

“She’s my wife Fanny, my wife is gone… I drove down to Lewandowski Bakery for some donuts this morning and when I came back, she wasn’t here!”

“Maybe she went for a walk………”

“I was only gone for 10 damn minutes and it’s colder than a well drillers butt!”

“Alright, I get it!”

Constance has since returned from her shower, hearing only Fanny’s side of the discussion, “What’s the fuss Fan?”

“It’s Eddie… Edie has gone missing.”

“Who is Edie?”

“Eddie’s wife.”

“How is it we didn’t know that? All those stories of his and no mention of the name Edie, give me the phone.”

Fanny hands the bedroom extension to her half-naked roomy, one arm for the receiver and one arm to keep up the towel.

Constance runs down her list of pat questions that would apply to any potential case; who, what, where, when & why, the 5 w’s. Theme and variation are tried and true techniques in a P.I.’s toolbox, along with Connie’s own unique application.

During that course of inquiry she learns of the exact timeline of Edie Dombroski’s disappearance. Given the scope of the Libby Affair and its far-flung tentacles, she is taking this development quite seriously. Not-so-subtle messages are being lobbed in their general direction, whether it is Fanny’s kidnapping or Ernesto Pacelli’s “suicide”, now this latest potential skulldugerry.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 82

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 82

…‘Mamma told me not to come’, he thinks to himself during this no-turning-back moment…

Daniels/Cephus will set aside his apprehension for later, having been met in the hall by Canisso/Wolfgram, dedicated defender of “The Great Deception”.

“This way Cephus, you have been expected.”

Prior to this, Daniels’ (as an informant/plant) view of Vincent Wolfgram was completely different, more of a fellow worker than this administrative visage. In fact, he cannot remember seeing the man on this side of the Atlantic before; previous informational “leaks” about Pope- doings never involved individuals, in that stead, he would utilize the more popular “drop” method.

In his work at the Vatican Communications Department, he is known as Bernard Spencer, an American electronic specialist in this new age of the telephone and television; yet another alias name, leaving one to wonder how he keeps them straight. He can know what/when he wants to know it, without being questioned by papal higher ups. He has amazing security clearance on either side of the Atlantic Ocean.

Cephus, not the Noah-of-old descendant, enters a vast chamber filled to the brim with solid gold items, so brilliant yet quite unnerving. ‘Mamma told me not to come’, he thinks to himself during this no-turning-back moment.

“Come forward Cephus,” an echoing voice rains down from a ceiling-less throne. Pentateuch has command of his world, asking no quarter, expecting unquestioned obedience. “I have an important matter for you to take care of, nothing to do with the pope,” he says without reverence.

“You must think I can do the job,” his voice quakes slightly.

“I want you to extricate the human Mary Joseph Franks from her lair. I believe that she is under the protection of the Divine One, which is a formidable obstacle. And as she has already made Canisso’s acquaintance, I need some other human for the intervention.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 81

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 81

…Agent Daniels – The Man of Many Hats…

The OSS (Office of Strategic Services) forerunner of the modern CIA, had served its purpose during the recently concluded world war; somebody had to keep the Army, Air Force, Navy and Marines on the same page. There is a danger when separate organizations do not share intelligence and the OSS virtually forced them to. If that essential fact is a lesson learned, then it becomes an important memo to the future and heeding it is highly recommended.

In the case of the Libby Affair, the military plays no part. Domestic matters are left to people like Agent Daniels, who operate on the opaque fringes of the world stage; no first names required.

As Cephus, to Forever Mastadon, Agent Daniels is a Vatican insider who leaks PapalWorld Agnostica-001 matters. He provides advanced notice of where the Pope is going and what his agenda is. Keeping track of the Pope is one of “their” obsessions. And it is because of this usefulness, that Cephus/Daniels/Rogue is being brought into the inner circle, not of FM but the mysterious World Agnostica Unlimited.

Agnostica has not made the connection between the name Cephus and the bible; had they dug a little deeper they would have discovered that Cephus was Noah’s fourth son, Noah representing God’s greatest display of omnipotence; all of Satan’s (best) vanquished in favor of God’s (hand picked), i.e. The Flood.

Inside an innocuous building on Via Catone,  in not one of Rome’s finer neighborhoods, Cephus has been summoned to the top floor. There is no elevator to confuse what number that floor would be. Elevators were not invented in the 19th century A.D. and judging by the well-worn Italian granite steps, by centuries of heavy use, it is in accord with the outwardly abandoned appearance on this sleepy public way.The_Great_Deception

Be it at four or five stories, the steps end at the top, yet the mean temperature has dropped with every level, from a moderate 16 outdoor degrees Celsius to minus 2, below freezing, without the assistance of compressed ammonia.

Daniels/Cephus will set aside any possible explanation for later, having been met in the hall by Canisso/Wolfgram, dedicated defender of “The Great Deception”.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 64

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 64

…”Fanny Renwick at your service…”

Connie and Fan have been the best of friends ever since they met in a Tallahassee eatery 20 years ago, in the midst of the Great Depression…

‘Where is that waiter with my bill?’ Constance Caraway wonders, eating out alone having vowed that she would never do so, ‘only losers eat by themselves’. Having broken off yet another relationship the week before, the 24 year old coed she finds herself alone again. She has taken her time at university, not able to focus in on any specific major, although she always fancied herself a writer, ‘You are a bore, Connie, face it. You need some excitement in your life. Why write about something, when you can experience it first hand’.

“Who are you talking to?” asks the waitress, who had been working that “lounge” side of Yancy’s Place (Yancy hates the greasy spoon designation), replacing Constance’s former male server.

She puts away her journal, looks around as if losing track of someone, “I was—well— looking for the waiter, you know I am done eating and I’d like to leave.”

The young girl notices the legal pad, “Are you a writer? I love to read, reading Agatha Christie on my breaks.”

“Murder at the Vicarage?” Constance does fancy herself the heroine type, especially a younger version of Christie’s Miss Jane Marple. “ I haven’t written much of anything lately.” Constance is secure in that statement, but upon closer examination, she takes notice of the perky redhead handing her the bill she had been looking for. Upon further inspection, this young woman seems overqualified for waitressing “I do not recall seeing you in here before.”

Fanny Renwick at your service; would you like dessert, we have lemon meringue pie, rice pudding and the chef’s famous triple chocolate cake?” Fanny does well do recite the desert menu. “I usually work the bar.”

“I’ll have that cake, thank you,” she had not planned on topping off her meal with a treat, but what the hell. She will temporarily ignore those 5 extra pounds as swimsuit season down at Panama City Beach is around the bend. For the present, she will risk the extra calories in the interest of prying into this Fanny-person’s life status.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 57

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 57

…“I am Agent Daniels from the CIA, Special Activities Division…

There is someone waiting for Martin and the gals when they return from Elgin; a very quiet ride back considering they return empty handed, although buoyed by the overall results of their daytrip. But the Kimbark off-campus gray stone is not empty, rather occupied by a dark suited individual and young man, two new faces to the girls, one with red paint splattered over his self.

The booby trap that the crack CCPI-iers had set up apparently did its job; anyone coming in while they were gone, without prior clearance was to be branded by the same ink placed in bank bags filled with cash. The piano teacher is an unintended, if not unknown target.

“William, are you okay? I am so sorry,” Kamen tells his obscure housemate, while glaring at Constance.

“It is a pleasure to meet your phantom cohabitator Martin… but the trip-wire worked well I see. Sorry about that kiddo!” But there is another. “And who do we have here?”

“I am Agent Daniels from the CIA, Special Activities Division,the outwardly undaunted man hands over his I.D.  “Obviously you have been expecting intruders, of which I suppose I am technically so, but William beat me here by a few minutes and let me in immediately; a bit chilly out there and the neighborhood is a bit dicey, I stand out like a sore thumb.”

“You just never know who or what you are going to catch, Agent Daniels.” Constance does not apologize for her intruder deterrent. “To what do we owe the pleasure?”

“For the last year and a half I have been embedded in a foreign organization called FOREVER MASTADON, FM for short. Their sole purpose is to suppress scientific information, the kind that goes against their neo-communist agenda. Miss Caraway, you first exposed them to the world when James East was found to be a double agent at Argonne’s Manhattan Project at the conclusion of WWII, but no one knew at the time, how that man (Victor VonOeste) fit in to the larger scheme. FM was behind the efforts to throw a wrench into our Chicago Pile One project from within; no bomb no peace.”

Guilty as charged.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 49

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 49

Chapter Five

 SANITY

 You would think that the discovery of Willard Libby, or at least that he is still alive, would bring to an end the service of CCPI; though rightful credit falls in the column of pure dumb luck.

If you would ask Constance Caraway, who when she left Tallahassee it was a balmy 70 degrees Fahrenheit, her druthers may lean toward heading home, considering that a recent night’s low temperature was -10 degrees (below zero cold).

The one BUT in the equation and it is a big one, lies somewhere between a warm down-filled coat and the titanic struggle between good and evil that seems to be shaping up. Adding layers of clothing is an easy solution for the former and her unfettered Baptist belief that the devil is real, running rampant in a world ripe for defiling, the latter.

In between that creature comfort and the pit of hell, she has the no-small-matter of Willard Libby hanging over her. In the short time she and Fanny have been in Chicago, her dreams of investigatory adventure have been met, yea exceeding her expectation.

Willard Libby represents a ‘monument of righteousness’ to her. Where does it read that a man, a scientist devoted to following the trail of his research, can be snatched from that life and unceremoniously deposited into the chaos of another? Can a story as dire as this, be rewritten to her satisfaction? And what is the cost if the ending they author falls short?

Questions without answers, the world is full of them, never mind the chicken and egg. One of the more meaningful mysteries is just how old planet Earth is and how it came to be. That seems to be the very reason CCPI has been drawn into this fray. Students around the world are being taught that by all scientific calculations it is somewhere around 5 billion years old, meaning that it sat around doing nothing for most of that 5 billion years, without supporting human life.

Rather a waste of divine time.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 48

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 48

…Martin Kamen is weak-minded, Master and being led by his nose by those flawed females…

“Fanny Renwick was a mistake, in more ways than you know. They were told to grab that vexatious Constance Caraway,” Canisso, an agent of darkness in human form, recounts the recent undesired turn in events. “We must neutralize that female Constance; she is a rose armed with a poison thorn. It is like female Caraway is being shielded by the Divine One.”

Pentateuch does not take the name of the Divine One in vain, even though He is Pentateuch’s truest contemporary, nay inestimable antagonist. The Son of Perdition used to be in the Divine One’s good grace, until and only after he challenged His authority and fancied himself an equal.

“The man Libby and his heretical work has been lost to the world he once knew, without any other to pick up his cause,” Canisso is confident in his assessment. “And the Pope’s sibling has come to a bad end.”

“I made a personal appearance to Pacelli. I helped the man deal with his own mortality,” a veiled reference to driving the Pope’s emissary to madness. “And what about the man named Martin Kamen, a contemporary of the mortal Libby with the opportunity to come to the same conclusions?”

He is weak-minded, Master and he is being led by his nose by those flawed females.i”

Serpent & Eve 1“Flawed perhaps, but still an ample adversary my dear Canisso. As when I appear in the form of an asp, so few human fear me. Just ask Eve, when in The Garden she should have run as far and as fast as her feeble legs could take her.” Pentateuch, a noble of obscurity, has little respect for the beings on the world he rules.

He inadvertently reinforces the notion that, behind every good man is a great woman, a translation for his philosophy: ‘males with potential are soiled by dominant females’.

One, two, and three: “You have everything under control, Master.”

If that is true, it would indeed be a revelation.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 47

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 47

…You seem to have trouble finding reliable human souls to aid our cause…

“The job is done, master.”

Pentateuch, a dark figure with a frothing glow, listens intently to an underling in the form of a mere human being, “You did not take his life did you? We do not want the Divine One to react with wrath,” he speaks from a building in somewhere in the ancient city of Rome.

There is more than a modicum of deference in the deep reverberating voice from up high on his golden throne. He fiddles with miniature gold figurines on the shiny surface of a silvery chess board. The one in his grip is taken away from the three tall stacks, while the others are shifted to new positions. There is one figure to the side of the board, lying on its side with a gold thread tied around the neck.

“The man known as Willard Libby, enemy of the darkness, has had his memories taken from him. He lives, but will not be damaging the ‘Great Deception’.”

“The Great Deception was going so well until he had discovered the lie behind the secret.” Pentateuch speaks with vigilance about his proud pet project. For as long as mankind has looked up at the stars in wonder, did he plot and scheme to keep them in the dark about its true age and his relationship to its creator.

“You best be correct about this, Canisso. You seem to have trouble finding reliable human souls to aid our cause, like those two fools who could not handle one flawed female threat.”

“Fanny Renwick was a mistake. They were told to grab Constance Caraway,” Canisso, an agent of darkness in human form, recounts the recent undesired turn in events. “We must neutralize that female Constance; she is a rose, armed with a poison thorn.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 44

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 44

…We have a Mr. Steinberg on the line wanting information on an unknown mental patient of his…

The news on the other “good guy” at the Tolentine Summit turns out to be the opposite of fruitful. Fruitless best describes the result of the attempt to speak with Ernesto Pacelli. The word from Italy is that the Pope’s emissary was found hanging his quarters at a Rome hostel, one day after returning from the States.

“Suicide? That is about as coincidental as Fanny’s abduction.” Martin’s assessment matches Constance’s conspiracy theory, as well as statistical coincidence.

“If the conspirators are taking out the ancillary participants, what are their plans for Willard Libby?”

“Am I ancillary Connie? I need a dictionary to know where I stand.” Fanny Renwick, in moments of insecurity, will verbally test her partner, as it applies to her commitment to “them” as a couple.

“Come on Fanny, you know what I mean. That Pacelli guy was a mouthpiece for the Roman Catholic Church… not the Pope, not even…,” she remembers something else, “…we’ve completely forgotten about Cardinal Stritch, he was a late arriver to Tolentine,” she refers to that entrance as described by Sister Mary Joseph. “He is the Archbishop of the Chicago Diocese, a pretty big local fish in his own right!”

Before she can pick up the phone to dial the University switchboard and get the Cardinal’s number, the black desk phone rings proactively. She instinctively backs away, deferring to the man of the house.

“Martin Kamen,” he states with assertion.

“This is Mildred at the phone hub, Professor Kamen. We have a Mr. Steinberg on the line wanting information on an unknown mental patient of his, a man who keeps referring to the University.”

“Indeed,” he covers the phone with his palm. “I think someone may be calling about Will!”

“Take the call, I’ll jump on the extension,” she runs up the stairs, excited about the only outside reference about the man since they came to Chicago, almost a week ago.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 43

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 43

…Conspiracy was the one word that Constance was hoping (expecting) to hear…

…Billy Graham’s case for Creation Part 3…

“Okay, I understand that Adam and Eve thing,” Constance wants to expand the conversation to a wider topic, “but what about things like the Grand Canyon; my father took us on vacation there and frankly it must have taken millions of years for the Colorado Rivers to go a mile deep into the desert.”

“Darlin’ girl you raise that age old argument. I believe Msgr. Georges Lemaitre said, If the world has begun with a single quantum, the notions of space and time would altogether fail to have any meaning at the beginning; they would only begin to have a sensible meaning when the original quantum had been divided into a sufficient number of quanta. If this suggestion is correct, the beginning of the world happened a little before the beginning of space and time.’

“You can already see the confusion in the scientific community. When you throw in some clever bloke like Fred Hoyle calling it “The Big Bang” and off we go into the nonsense of mans’ imagination.

“But God is not fiction and when he created His Universe, he built an aged look into it. Just like Adam and Eve were not created babies, the Garden of Eden and the planet Earth and the Universe appear to have been around for billions of years; convenient thoughts that wash God away from the canvas, the signature of the original artist.”

“I was curious to what Libby’s plans were, or did he just not say,” Constance is refining the order of events that led to his missing-ness.

“You must know that the man seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He knew he was going to alienate some people when he went public with this information of his. He did intimate that he had proof of a grand conspiracy to keep the general public from ever knowing the truth.

“I must say that the man has the courage of conviction to carry this exposé forward.”

Conspiracy was the one word that Constance was hoping (expecting) to hear.

“Would you do us a favor, Mr. Graham, if you come upon anything new, would you please ring us up?” Constance gives him the newly secure telephone number at Kamen’s residence.

“I will do Miss Caraway and I pray that Libby’s whereabouts are revealed to you. May he be in good health and Father, allow this man to bring the light of truth to a misinformed world,” Graham’s lips to God’s ear.


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