Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 162

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 162

…Edie Dombroski, just like most people who know both women, has no clue about any unconventional history linking Fanny and Constance…

Unconventional Love

Edie Dombroski, just like most people who know both women, has no clue about any unconventional history linking the pair. Her brain doesn’t go down that road. And who could blame her for the oversight, having spent a month with handsome Ace around and now come to find out that Miss Fanny has a beau that comes 1000 miles to see her in the hospital.

It is funny how undue attention from a man has an affect on a girl. When they are one, a wealthy and successful lawyer or two, a dashing and adventurous pilot, it is no wonder that women in the prime of their lives are taken by the notion, despite twenty-some years under the same roof.

“Worth is a dear friend and colleague of mine, we have, how shall I say, came up with creative solutions to complicated situations.”

“I can tell you Mrs. Dombroski that this woman has more determination than I have ever seen. I mean to tell you, that she has single-handedly dismantled an unethical doctor and a conniving banker in the span of 30 short days.”

“You don’t need to tell me,” Edie adds anecdotally. “Has she told you how she landed us in this hospital… have you ever been to the stock car races?”

“Yes we have them in the South.”

“Well up here at the Santa Fe Park they have a night when these men bring their beat-up jalopies and bang into each other until there is only one car able to move.”Related image

“I do believe they call that a Demolition Derby.”

“That is correct, you know your cars,” Edie confirms. “Well one night Eddie, my husband, he’s in the room next door, takes one of his retired cabs and wouldn’t you know it, he won the $100 dollar prize.”

“And this has what to do with Fanny?”

“She had just come over to the house to pick me up to go to the hospital, having driven 1000 miles, by herself, I might add, to visit my shot-up, pneumonia stricken husband. We weren’t there two minutes when a car comes screaming down our isle heading straight for these three people. —

—“So what does Fanny do but throw her car into reverse, and we get t-boned. That’s how we got here, all bruised up. But that’s not the best part…..tell him Fanny…. Tell him who you saved!”

She blushes modestly while answering, “Connie, Ace Bannion and some preacher named Billy Graham.”

“You can tell quite a story Mrs. Dombroski.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 161

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 161

…R. Worth Moore is a Floridian from the soles of his wingtips to the tip top of his top hat…

Southern Gentleman

The way that Fanny left things, when she was preparing to come back up to Chicago, was to leave the address of Martin Kamen’s campus quarters, along with the telephone which Worth Moore already had. In the course of doing a simple follow-up on her Lewis State Bank investigation, calling up to Chicago, he learned that Fanny was in the hospital from William, who has been the only one home for a the better part of a week.

Unlike a normal person, who would mail off a get well card or call the hospital with the hope of speaking to the patient in room 314, Attorney Moore turns it into an opportunity for a late winter excursion.

Those wacky folks from Tallahassee have the habit of popping in on friends, unannounced. Hailing from Austin Texas, Ace Bannion at least talked to Constance before flying back into her life. But R. Worth Moore is a Floridian from the soles of his wingtips to the tip top of his top hat and just before lunch at Saint Anthony he drops in to pay Fanny a visit.

“I had a convention to go to,” is his excuse. He is lying, but in a well-meaning way.

He has does his best to empty the gift shop on the way up to the third floor. Fanny and her roommate Edie now have a room adorned with an Ecuadorian orchid and a macramé owl wall hanging imported from Arabia.

“Who is this charming man, Fanny?” asks Edie. “They don’t make true gentlemen like him here in Chicago.”

“Edie Dombroski, this is Attorney R. Worth Moore from my hometown of Tallahassee. I worked a couple cases for him this month, the reason I was away for so long.”

“I must say Mr. Moore you do have fine taste in women,” she and Fanny get along famously, while her recovering husband harbors a married mans’ crush; it is complicated. “You know Fanny, between this man and Connie’s Ace Bannion, it’s a wonder that neither one of you have tied the knot.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 154

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 154

…“Do you know that woman… she saved us from unspeakable harm…

She is my partner, Fanny Renwick…

When We Last Left

Constance, Ace Bannion and Billy Graham are departing from their hospital visit of Eddie Dombroski, when they hear a symphony of city noises.

They barely notice the commotion, when another car rushes into their isle, blocking accidentthe path of an oncoming four wheel projectile. The blocking car is t-boned, nearly causing it to roll onto its side.

Ace and Connie dash over to the side of the car where the driver is slumped over the steering wheel. The car, that did the ramming, sits hissing and smoking.

“There’s no driver in that fool car!” Ace is the first to peer through fogged-up windows, while Constance and her nose for trouble, picks up on the telltale odor of singed hair. They both recognize the deep auburn hair in the other sedan.

Graham runs into the lobby to get some really nearby medical help.

“That was no accident Connie. Fanny saved us from being run down,” Both of Ace’s assessments are correct. Fanny’s actions saved them from a car without a driver?

The tall and lanky Graham leads emergency room staff to the scene, who give Fanny the care she needs.

“I do believe that car had bad intentions,” he concludes. “The police should be here any minute to arrest that maniac.”

“There was no driver,” Constance relays the improbable circumstances. She then turns to Ace who is still scratching his head, “Who expects to be run down by a speeding car in a hospital parking lot?”

“Nobody can predict accidents, Connie… and Fanny, out of the blue?”

“No, I had no clue that Fanny was coming back to town, though I bet you that Edie D. knew, probably going along with the surprise.”

“Surprise guys, I just came to save your lives,” Ace puts words into Fanny’s silent mouth.

“Do you know that woman… she saved us from unspeakable harm?” Graham raises his hands to the sky.

“She is my partner at CCPI, Fanny Renwick.”

“Wow, imagine that, just what you need, right when you need it. That’s how God works alright!”

“There is someone else in the back seat,” yells a nurse attending the wreck! “Get another stretcher!!!”

“That is Edie Dombroski, Ace!” She is freaking out. “This is getting g**-damned complicated!”

The tall and normally quiet Graham emphatically opposes her use of foul language, “Please Miss Caraway, do not use the Lord’s name in vain, it offends my ears, but burns His.”

The worst of people can leak out in the heat of the moment.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 150

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 150

…could you please pray for him?… his name is Edward Francis Dombroski and he is at Saint Anthony Hospital room 314…

In the meantime, Constance must consider all her options. The biggest issue being: has CCPI outlived its usefulness here in Chicago? Is she hanging around just to avoid having to return Florida? Has Ace Bannion’s presence hindered her judgment? What is her function from this point forward?

One of those questions is answered by a simple telephone call. Eddie Dombroski is back in the hospital.

“He has pneumonia pretty bad. He just had to shovel that last little snow we got, the dummy; it would have melted the next day.  His left lung was collapsed because of the gunshot and now he’s gone out and messed up the other one!” Edie Dombroski has not good news on the husband front. On the other hand, “If he dies, I don’t what I’m going to do without him.”

“We have to stay,” Constance’s overriding sense of responsibility for Eddie’s disability is at work. If his family needs help in his absence, then she will see to it.

Shortly after learning of their friend’s setback, none other than Billy Graham is on the phone with a special request. Sometimes questions are answered in dribs and drabs, or in this case, by the bushel, “Miss Caraway, I have a favor to ask?

“Good, we were getting a little bored. What’s the scoop?

“We — Willard Libby, Martin Kamen and I — are having a hard time convincing Willard’s Aunt to join us on the crusade we’re planning. It seems she had a close encounter, in the spiritual battle being fought around her nephew and to be frank, she will not trust just anyone to pick her up at Tolentine.”

“I love Sister Mary Joseph. She will listen to me, just give me the day and time and I’ll have her there.”

“Thank you so much and if there is anything I can do for you, let me know.”

“As a matter of fact, I have a friend, whom we met in Chicago, and I just heard that he isn’t doing so well; could you please pray for him… his name is Edward Francis Dombroski and he is at Saint Anthony Hospital room 314?

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“I am in Chicago this week. Would a visit from me make a difference?

“His wife would be thrilled to meet you!” Constance is too, having been to a prayer meeting of Graham’s in his native state of North Carolina, 2 years back. “Please check in with us beforehand. We need to coordinate things for the sake of secrecy. It’s the only advantage that we have right now. Perhaps we could meet you at the hospital and knock heads.”

“Is 6PM too late?

“No that would perfect, Saint Anthony Room 314.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 142

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 142

…“Don’t play with matches?” Constance relates Smokey Bear’s advice…

Scene board-001Daniels instinctively backs away toward the safety of the February Chicago air (on the other side of the front door) exposing what, or rather, who was supposed to be a good-natured hoax.

The pranked private detective did not see this one coming. There reentering the land of the living is Martin Kamen, a bit charred, but none the worse for wear.

“Before you get too mad, we have to get Martin over to the safe house, like now! I am 99.44% sure that Pentateuch believes we died out at the lab fire.”

“Like Ivory Soap?”Too relieved to be angry and above being offended by being the butt of jokes, Constance gives Martin a bear hug, while speaking to the shadowy essence who will be moving on, “Stay in touch Agent Daniels,”.

“You can call me Jesse,” he confirms.

“I think I’ll stick with Agent.” She takes the towel off her head and snaps it at him like a bullwhip, then immediately turning to attack the other rascal. “Now I will deal with you Marty!” He hates to be called Marty.

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But they cannot tarry long at Kimbark, to conceal yet another of the undead. The once exclusive club adds another casualty, all for the sake that provocative isotope called carbon-14 and that provocateur, Willard Libby. “I think our arsonist was really after Daniels, though, by now, he doesn’t think much of me either.” He wipes some soot from his brow. “So the upshot is, both us were burned to death, as far as the news release will read when it hits the AP wire.”

“I hate to ask the obvious question, but did Sparky take the bogus info, or did he just torch and run?”

“Yes he did, he took the file right before he trapped us inside an inferno,” he looks over to his colleague, “and fortunately I remembered that hint you planted in my brain months ago.”

“Don’t play with matches?” Constance relates Smokey Bear’s advice.

“No, he found the floor trap door,” it “was” Willard’s office after all. “I don’t suppose you were able to save any of my things.”

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“The file cabinet was fireproof as you know.”

“I was talking about the mastodon model I had on my desk.”

“I wonder if Penty saw it. I’m sure he would appreciate the irony.”

“We can only hope that he gets the point and leaves us alone,” Constance is tiring of the chase. “Let’s lay low for a while.”

“I’ll be right here, waiting to see what my obituary says.”

“Here lay Martin, dead and broken hearted, thought he’d live, but off he was carted.”

“Poetry, Fanny would love that one!” Ace brings up a sore subject.

“Fanny …….…” Constance trails off mournfully, knowing that things with her and her friend are not going well.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 141

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 141

…After narrowly escaping a fiery end, Agent Daniels decides to pull a fast-one on Constance…

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Humor is a subjective form of expression. Something that seems hilarious to one person may be dull and offensive to another.

Scene board-001Martin Kamen and Agent Daniels hatch a plan that will garner an unknown reaction from Constance Caraway, who has also been known to do the unexpected for effect. To add insult to injury, they recruit Ajax Bannion who, when Daniels tells him of the gag, “Count me in. She’s upstairs taking a bath, but she should be down soon. She has been a real basket case ever since you guys left.”

So the scene is set, preloaded to have Agent Daniels sitting on the front room sofa with Ace. They portray a somber mood befitting the loss of a compatriot. When Connie comes downstairs, in her pink chenille robe, sopping wet hair piled atop her head bound by a towel, she is taken aback by the presence of someone other than Ace (and the elusive William, but he doesn’t count) in the house. That she is clothed at all is a good thing.

“You’re back!” Her excitement is tempered by one person, who is conspicuous by his absence. “Did he take the bait…?” she asks pensively.

The two men react not to her, continuing to discuss things as though they don’t hear her.

“Where is Martin?”

Daniels rises to his feet, his black trench coat wreaking of smoke and faced stained by soot. “There was a fire… poor Martin didn’t have a chance.”

A million thoughts flood her imagination, not the least of which is grief. What went wrong? The plan was rock-solid. No one was going to get hurt. She plops into a chair, glaring at Daniels like he has managed to behead her favorite doll. “Why do we continue the fight: kidnapping, shootings, suicide and now a fire? Maybe we’re overmatched, when one side is a nearly invisible bastard with unearthly power. I think you can take it from here Daniels, or whatever damned names you’re using today—–“

“Is Eliot Ness taken?” Daniels blurts in gut reaction to Constance’s rant.

“Great, a f*****g comedian, just what we need,” she only swears when there is no end to the rope.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 128

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 128

…Well, you may have your own airplane, but you’re no Fanny…

Mrs. Dombroski puts an end to Eddie’s Story Time. She has had enough warning of coming visitors that this goodhearted woman has prepared a home-cooked feast worthy of the Thanksgiving-type occasion. They are ushered into the dining area, the largest room in their Burnside Bungalow.

Eddie insists on being caught up on the recent goings-on of the Libby team, of which Ajax Bannion is now a part. He hears of further encounters with eerily unexplained episodes, raising goose bumps on his arms, having had his own close encounter not all that long ago. Those phantom structures and such are becoming the norm.

Of greater concern is the near loss of life from those nearest the investigation. He puts on a brave face about the present danger, but Constance reminds him that he was not a target, at risk because of his reckless actions. With him back in Englewood and Libby lying low in Hyde Park, things should settle down.

But it is obvious that Connie is still jacked about their adventure, going on and on about the Italian Connection from which they just returned. Like never before, civilian air travel has changed the way they can view the world and the relative immediacy of navigating the 10,000 mile, 2 and a half day roundtrip is graphic proof. In times past, it would have been three weeks on a slow boat to cross the big pond.

Well, you may have your own airplane, but you’re no Fanny,” Eddie speaks at Ace, being Fanny’s biggest fan. “That girl has a nose for trouble.”

“Don’t you pay any mind to that dirty old man! He has a huge crush on her.” Edie D. is a reality rock for her chatty cabby, not unaware of her husband’s fascination with an adventurous lure. It makes her feel like a real frump in comparison, but only for small bursts. He is married to her after all.

“CC needed a hand and I was glad to help. We go way back,” Ace will likely be judged on his continuing body of work, as well as how he treats the other of “his” girls.

“You seem like a stand up guy there Ace. If Connie has taken a shine to you, you must be top shelf.”

“He is good people Ed,” the P.I. from Florida confirms.

The Eddie D. seal of approval is a dubious, obscure award.


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