Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 144

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 144

 …Some men must think that we women are stupid, I’ll tell you… barefoot and pregnant that’s the way they want to keep us…

“C-A-S-H is the acronym. That is not funny!” The doctor is 62 years old, but Fanny does not suspect that senility has set in. Rather, she knows what it’s like to have blind faith; trusting, innocent and the opposite of wary. “I think we should find out who rents that post office box.”

“That won’t be easy Miss Fanny, the US Post Office is a government agency and they don’t give out (or collect) personal information,” Attorney Moore would know.

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“Fine, then we can do it the old fashioned way. What day is it today?” she asks.

“The 27th,” the doctor responds.

“Is this a leap year?”

The consensus is no,

“So mail your payment on Feb. 28th and I will be waiting to see who picks up their mail at box 13 on the 1st of March, or the 2nd or 3rd, however long it takes.”

Most men must think that we women are stupid, I’ll tell you… barefoot and pregnant that’s the way they want to keep us.” Mrs. Ambrose’s scathing assessment on the rights of women is partly personal and yet not so far out of line. Women have only been voting for three decades, but many a 1951 husband will tell her how to vote because he “said so”.

“I treat my wife like a queen,” Doctor Campbell tells the truth about his home life. “She has a cook, a gardener, a housekeeper…”

“Mr. Ambrose has all those too and she’s called ME! If you get me my money Mr. Moore, I will reward you and Fanny handsomely and then hire me some help!” Mrs. Ambrose is lament-ful.

“We are working for you in the name of justice.”

“God bless you two, you make a good team.”

They are indeed; people come to Worth with their troubles and for the last two of his cases, Fanny has come through with flying Fanny-001colors. He is fond of her, but in more than a professional way. She may be all business right now, a tough nut to crack, but given enough time he believes she could come around. After all, he has inherited all of James Ferrell’s former clients and his reputation is beyond reproach and isn’t hard on the eyes. Perhaps with Constance away, far away… maybe, just maybe he can have a chance with her?


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 114

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 114

…Ace Bannion knows a little about everything and very much about certain things…

With the help of prevailing winds at 20,000 feet, they reach the French Protectorate of Morocco, landing at Tangier-Boukhalef in less than the expected 14 hours. The United States military uses this airport because of its strategic Mediterranean perch, not its reputation as a haven for spies and other questionables.

They bid the Globemaster crew a transitory farewell, but only for a week if things go well, two if they don’t and never if Pentateuch has his way.

Enough fences have been mended with the Brookley A.F.B. General to secure a return trip; his step-daughter has since become engaged to some Army officer and that P-51 Mustang joy ride has been swept under the carpet, in the guise of testing out a newly rebuilt engine.

As a world traveler, Constance’s companion is without peer. He seems to have been everywhere and knows someone in those places who will help him with whatever he needs. And she has suspected that there are girls awaiting his return, forever and a day, but she has been over any misplaced jealousy for just about as long.

Out of the blue, Constance asks, “How much do you know about explosives?”

Ace Bannion knows a little about everything and very much about certain things, “Enough to be dangerous, why?”

“When we get to Rome, I have a little project for you.”

“Well, if you want to blow something up, we’ll have to buy it now, before we board the boat,” they are sailing to Rome on the SS Zeligja a cargo steamer with Casablanca registry. “If we are going to use PE-4 plastics, we’ll have to get from the black market here in Tangier.”

She describes what she has in mind, a big enough bomb to take down a four story building at TreSei Via Catone. “What kind of address is that tre sei, three-six.”

“Think about it Einstein.”

“3 sixes… holy jumpin’ jehosaphat!” Ace imprecates.

“See what I mean? Agent Daniels gave me that address, and I told him not to be there this week.” During the 12 hour flight across the Atlantic she has had ample time to provide Ace with all the facts of the Libby Affair. “I could not help but think about that building in Chicago—the one without the 39th floor I told you about. I would bet my last $1000 chip at a blackjack table that that very building is the U.S. headquarters and this Vatican address is the worldwide hub for all this trouble.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 112

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 112

…After some wheeling, dealing, begging and other “general groveling”…

General Grovel

At times you pick the flight, but when Uncle Sam picks you, it’s his right to throw you a curve.

After flying into a general aviation airstrip outside Mobile, they cab over to Brookley Air Force Base, only to find that they’ve been bumped from this Monday’s flight.

Following a high level pow-wow, he is ready to face the music, aka the Boss, i.e. Constance.

“What’s the deal AB? I was under the impression that you were calling the shots.”

“I forgot that a certain Army Air Force general is in charge of this base,” he is uncharacteristically sheepish.

“Okay, let me see, did you have an affair with the man’s wife?” she aims below the belt.

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“No I’m not talking woman trouble,” he comes clean about a serious transgression. “I borrowed a P-51 for a few days.”

“I take it a P-51 has wings?” Good guess, bad news, “Is that a no-no?”

“That would be a court martial… were I an active service member.”

“So I am in league with a fugitive?”

“No, he wanted to extract a different type of penalty. He would drop any charges if would take his step-daughter to the base’s New Year’s Eve dance. Unfortunately this Three-Star has a good memory.”

“That is strike two, so now what? I do not have a week to waste and we don’t have time to book a Pan Am or TWA transatlantic, which would cost us beaucoup bucks by the way.”

After some wheeling, dealing, begging and other “general” groveling…….

“We’re back on the plane CC.”

“He swings at a 0-2 fastball… it’s a single to left field.”

AB “At least I’ve finally made it to 1st base with you.”

CC “Oh you mean who.”

AB “What do you mean?”

CC “No, what’s on 2nd.”

AB “I don’t know!”

CC “He’s on 3rd

CC “You saw Abbott and Costello on TV too?”

AB “Yes, yesterday.”

CC “He’s in right field. Then you know that nobody scored.”

AB “That’s me. I am nobody!”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 91

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 91

…Agent Daniels does not know Mary Joseph from Eve, which should make his assignment somewhat easier…

Agent Daniels-001

In the recent tradition (theme & variation) of “if you’re a female connected to The Libby Affair expect a run of bad luck” category, Cephus/Spencer/Daniels/Rogue is back in the far southern suburbs of Chicago, Illinois and is being pointed in the direction of no good. To assure that the required result is carried out, our friend Canisso/Wolfgram is along for “support” and they are about to pay Sister Mary Joseph Franks a visit at the Tolentine Monastery, the original confluence of those hated Good News-spreading, deception exposing, ­fly-in-the-ointment do-gooders’; Pentateuch’s eternally vile phraseology.

The one huge drawback to being in one of those (blood) pact prerequisites is that it may include bodily harm, to either you or someone close to you. Agent Daniels, his go-to alter ego, does not know Mary Joseph from Eve which should make his assignment somewhat easier, but killing is not something he signed up for when he joined the CIA; but his upwardly mobile trajectory into World Agnostica Unlimited depends on it. Too many months of careful toil have been logged to fail now, especially since his Roman encounter with an angel of darkness, perhaps even Satan himself.

What is a double-crossing Federal agent to do?

Click for Hymn

The Monastery is a tranquil place in winter, not the favored destination for those wanting to draw nearer to God; if Florida is closer to the equator it must be closer to heaven or the tropics are a better match to the Garden of Eden. So as it was when the CCPI crew came a calling, the middle of January 1951, the virtual vacancy sign is lit.

An unusual weather pattern has developed of late with the introduction of warmer weather and an atmosphere laden with juicy Gulf of Mexico moisture.  These odd January outbreaks are climatological respites for those in the northern climes.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 84

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 84

…“This stuff is going to be a tough-sell don’t you know,” Martin is sympathetic to the ongoing science versus religion debate…

As work can be the best therapy, so does Willard Libby guide Martin Kamen through the cherished details of his, still to be revealed to the world, discovery that the actual age of planet Earth is far less than the 4.5 to 5 billion year range that is broadly accepted.

Pentateuch refers to it as The Great Deception, for the simple reason that when mankind believes they have all that extra time to operate, there is no motivation to contemplate their mortality.

But even among the broader Christian community, Libby will encounter mountainous doubt about a shorter period of planetary existence. It is such a radical departure from what they have been taught.

Billy Graham had described it to his Tolentine quizmaster this way: “The Lord our God created the Earth with a patina, an aged look beyond its actual maturity.”

Willard Libby’s “half-life” formulae works great on organic material, but the very same decay of carbon in non-organic material is not as easily calculated.

“When God created the Universe, he only made it look like it had been around for nearly forever. Human beings have made a science out of minimizing God’s abilities and wonders.”

Willard had understood what the young preacher was spouting; the notion that a creator had the omnipotent power to make things appear in ways only He can comprehend.

Talk about a transformation. It was not all that long ago, perhaps 5 years that Libby would have argued against the very facts that he has happened to literally stumbled upon.

“This stuff is going to be a tough-sell don’t you know,” Kamen is sympathetic to the ongoing science versus religion debate.

“I have the facts to back it up, Martin, right down to the molecular level,” Willard opens up his treasured paper, thumbing to the section where only someone as versed as a researcher could possibly take hold of and make his own. For the first time he sees the evidence for himself, through a radioisotope. There laid out in front of him are the updated facts, from a completely new perspective.

That there may be authorship of the Universe is a humbling notion.


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The NULL Solution = Episode 128

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The NULL Solution = Episode 128

…In the realm of cause & effect, the McKinneys seem to be the lowest common denominator…

Skaldic has been there for the briefing. He breaks his silence with words of comfort for his friend, “With that menace out of our way, let us concentrate on solving that brainteaser that has vexed us so.”

It is with that spirit of a common end that Skaldic first expounds a theorem that has dogged him {and just about every semi-intelligent creature and A.I. in the Great Expanse} for some time. In the realm of cause & effect, the McKinneys seem to be the lowest common denominator.

“I am not exactly sure how, but I think you and your family figure into the Harmonia Query. If I understand the timeline correctly, it was not until you and your mate arrived here, that galactic normalcy began to tilt…”

“Being dragged ten light-years away from Earth was not exactly in our family plan. We would have been content colonizing Mars, as opposed to star hopping to parts unknown. We prefer to be closer to family and friends, you know, that kind of thing.”

Time for a Null analogy:

Image result for dominoes gif“You taught me the game of dominoes, remember? After I defeat you again and again, you line up the pieces in a winding row and seem to get excited watching the dominoes topple each other one-by-one.”

“I let you win. What’s your point Skaldy?”

“You represent the first domino Sammy Mac. Do I need to tell you what happens next?”

“Yeah, I get up and watch the mayhem. Are we having fun yet?”

“Consider the Harmonia riddle as the last domino. It still stands tall and straight,” Skaldic makes his point.

What on earth do the McKinneys, a double nine set of dominoes and a Cryptomanic Null have to do with finding the key to Intergalactic Unity?


The NULL Solution =

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The NULL Solution = Episode 100

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The NULL Solution = Episode 100

…Chasonn has tracked Collapsar Axis as it hopscotches its way from one sentient culture to the next…

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Some societies have better things to do than solving inane riddles, even if it does concern a neighboring planet. The Seljuk, specifically Chasonn has a more urgent challenge to resolve. While Earth wrack their brains over word games and Eridanus digs into its long gone past, Chasonn has been watchful, ever vigilantly monitoring the progress of what he has come to know as Collapsar Axis; the sum total of once was the Ÿ€Ð home world.

The wily leader of all things Triangulum, has long since stopped wondering by what means this hulking mass {10 M cubic cubits} is propelled. Chasonn estimates that it may be the single largest object in the known Great Expanse, which is not a planet. Unlike a planet, this Ÿ€Ðian creation is not held back by any particular gravitation.

Lumbering best describes its movement. Questionable are its intentions.

Of all the technological challenges he has faced in the past, none is more daunting than the plan he is hatching.

There is a rooting self-interest in the inexorable Ÿ€Ð progress. He has tracked Collapsar Axis as it hopscotches its way from one sentient culture to the next. Whether it is a primal culture or one dipping its toe in the mighty ocean of dark matter, the colossal colony is scrutinizing each one of them, without fail.

Lumbering is more than slightly misleading. It may take the faith of a powerful God to move a mighty mountain one foot, but only days to bring Collapsar Axis from one star system to the next. Like a predator on the hunt, so does it prowl.

There is one distinct difference in the Ÿ€Ðian approach to space travel this time around. Gone is the divide & conquer mentality of Chasonn’s father’s day, when the Ÿ€Ðian marauders stripped away leaders, to weaken a potential foe… or what they perceived as a future threat to their territory.

Not so, in this time and space. They are looking but not touching.

{It must be quite an unsettling sight: imagine a stone-age people, hunting for their next meal, seeing Collapsar hovering above. Would that not cause them some considerable pause?}

…It is on to the next… and on and on and on they go.–


The NULL Solution =

Episode 100


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