Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 129

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 129

 …Fanny finishes her fortuitous forensic foray in Florida…

The object of Eddie Dombroski’s admiration has zoomed through her investigation with amazing speed and skill. Fanny Renwick has delivered critical damning evidence that Dr. Sapp in Havana Florida routinely shuffles potential abortion candidates over to Alpha Omega Campbell. The Tallahassee doctor needs to be rescued from his own self, particularly when it comes to the extra cash generated by illegal abortions. Yes he has a mortgage for his own clinic, Laura Bell Memorial Hospital, but even more burdensome is his wife; used to having the best… of everything.

R. Worth Moore is delighted to have the ammunition to shoot a bad doc out of the water. With Fanny as his birddog, he will now be able to exercise local control over his well-meaning client. A.O. always contended that if a girl has her mind set on aborting her baby, she is going to find someone to do it, or even worse try it herself. The immorality issue aside, this old country doctor believes that he can counsel the troubled (mostly) teens, all the time recommending inclusion of the father. It’s when the male counterpart is unknown, or in places unknown, that this argument is ineffective and moot.

The absolute kick in the pants is when another doctor has started a failed abortion method and the woman is hung out to dry, unable to assign blame; it is just as illegal to seek an abortion as it is to perform one. Again, a new doctor to the case has to see the pregnancy to its end, but at whose risk? Doc Campbell has taken that risk too many times, only to be bailed out by his firecracker attorney. But longtime barrister James Ferrell’s life is at the end of its fuse and that entire forensic fortress will crumble upon his eminent passing; no Ferrell, no luck.

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 124

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 124

…Fanny has just scored the kind of dirt a good investigator was looking for…

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Fanny on the Job

Fanny is trying to get Dr. Sapp to incriminate himself… unwittingly.

“Can you give me a written referral letter, saying why you are sending Millicent to his care? It was hard enough asking you about……….well you know.”

On his official practice stationary, he spells out the situation about a poor rich girl from Jacksonville and the conditions of his referral:

Everett T. Sapp M.D.

112 Sheldon Avenue 3rd Floor

Havana, Florida  USA

 

Dear Doctor Campbell;

 I am referring a Miss Millicent Stanwick to your care. You can be assured that her case is legitimate and urgent. She is likely with child and is need of a possible septic abortion.

 Please confirm the receipt of this letter with a telephone conversation. It is comforting knowing that you are sparing families the embarrassment from a baby out of wedlock.

 You can forward my $50 dollar referral fee and which is regular and customary.

 Your colleague,

 

Everett T. Sapp

“Thank you so much Dr. Sapp. You don’t know how much you are helping me,” Fanny has just scored the kind of dirt she was looking for.

“Not a big deal Mrs. Stanwick. Your daughter will be just fine… oh by-the-by, are you related to the Stanwick’s from over on River Street? Very nice family – wouldn’t want to see them be the talk of the town.”

“No sir, we’re not, my boyfriend is a sailor and we move a lot.” She had meant to pick a last name that was Jacksonville neutral, but no such luck. ‘It is Miss Stanwick, I do not have a daughter and you just signed a personal document that will stem the flow of white girls to Alpha’s back door. Oh and land you in a whole peck of trouble,’ she mumbles.

“What was that? You were saying?”

“I was thanking God for getting my girl out of a whole mess of trouble.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 123

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 123

…Constance’s “friend” Fanny is back home in Tallahassee working on a case referred to CCPI by attorney  Moore…

“Dr. Sapp speaking,” the Havana Florida doctor awkwardly answers his own office phone. Staff nurses have not made the smooth transition to office secretary, so he does not force the issue.

“My name is Fanny Stanwick from Jacksonville and I have been referred to you by our family physician.”

“Always happy to help my fellow doctors, what is your situation?” Had he not just dealt with a Jacksonville teen not all that long ago? Must be a coincidence.

“It’s not me,” Fanny does not lie about that, but she is no more a mother than a bull moose. “My daughter Millicent has missed two cycles and we are afraid she may be with child.”

“How unfortunate; has she ever missed before?”

“Well she is only…….,” she makes up a number, “…. 14.”

“That is awfully young Mrs. Stanwick.”

“It is Miss Stanwick doctor.”

An unmarried mother has a pregnant teen; if that isn’t a recipe for disaster. If he had a dollar for every white girl that had come a beggin’ to end her pregnancy, he would be rich by now. But he is rich and he has gotten many a Caucasian parent off the embarrassment hook. But he is old and he is tired of risking his retirement doing something that the state of Florida has deemed a felony.

“I’m not accepting new patients, but I do have names of good doctors who do abortions, most of them are in South Carolina though,” he is trying not to overuse that Alpha Campbell over at Laura Bell Memorial Hospital in Tallahassee, but he sees a desperate mother’s big puppy eyes and relents. “There is a Doc Campbell; he is black, but very proficient in the field.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 100

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 100

…Fanny Renwick takes on a case of her own…

Fanny in Action

Fanny is genuinely exciting at having the chance to spearhead her own investigation, even if it means leaving Constance back in Chicago.

The one thing cannot be said about Fanny Renwick is that she has a hard time making new friends. She is an engaging woman with a cleverly dry sense of humor. She may not fall in the category of classically beautiful, but if you attempt to guess her age, which is redacted in 38 states & Canada, you would likely be wrong on the high side. It must be that fresh freckly-faced look.

R. Worth Moore had known of her peripherally, going through the records of the racially charged murder case of Laura Bell; for which four white young men from prominent Tallahassee families were convicted. Back then (1931), this was a small-sized college town with considerably less people than the 28,000 it has now. The local blacks were supposed to know their place. That Negro doctor and his family needed to be reminded of that, which was carried out in a murderous way.

Fanny Renwick, with the support of her partner Constance Caraway, was instrumental in bucking that trend, solving a case where everybody but the victim’s family wanted it to just go away. She had made the Campbell family and their welfare sort of a pet-project.

But just like the good-whites of Tallahassee wanting to pretend that no one of consequence had died, there is a white doctor over in Havana who no longer has any interest in a young woman’s welfare. Now that white girl is in trouble and besetting old Doc Campbell.

This is a rightful cause and Fanny is going to take it up with vigor.

“I may be just a country girl Mr. Moore,” and dumb like a fox, “but I intend to nail that doctor, before he ruins anyone else’s life, whether they’re from Jacksonville Florida or Jackson Hole Wyoming.”

“Do you snow ski?” he wonders if Fanny really knows Jackson Hole.

“No.” How many women from Florida know anything about snow?

“You’ll have to let me teach you sometime.”

Was he flirting with her? She will let him down at a different time, having no experience with either powder snow or potential beau.

“Who are the principles over east? Alpha Campbell doesn’t need this aggravation. Give me the names and addresses.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 94

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 94

 …The doors to operating room #3 have not been opened a single time, neither a good or bad sign…

Constance Caraway and Fanny Renwick have been outside the Emergency Room ofCC Theme-001 Saint Anthony Hospital patiently waiting for word about their wounded friend. In a rare public show of affection, they hold hands with no appreciable separation between them. During the scary times they lean on one another and it has been that way for most of the past 20 years. They are sampling that alone feeling now, now that they must make their own way in an unfamiliar metropolis.

Eddie has been in surgery for a five full hours and during that time, not one minute has Edie Dombroski been seated. She has fitfully paced the “Family Waiting” room keenly aware of how serious her husband’s’ injuries were, having witnessed the urgency exhibited by the ambulance medics.

Operating roomThe doors to operating room #3 have not been opened a single time, neither a good or bad sign considering that access to blood banks and personnel come from within. Five hours becomes six.

“What are we going to do Connie? We are done with what we were hired to do, Martin is busy with Willard and all that science stuff and now Eddie is out of commission.”

Constance cradles her head, kissing her like a she were a frightened child.

“Let’s see–we have a car, but don’t know where we’re going. We have a job, but it appears we are dealing with the forces of hell,” she recites a short list of diminishing prospects. “Do you think we should head back home Fanny?”Image result for chicken gif

“We have to take care of the Dombroski’s,” a must.

“We have to make sure that Libby is stable and safe,” not there yet.

“We will look like we’re chickening out if we leave now,” Fanny hits a nerve.

“Chicken, when was the last time we ran from a fight?”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 90

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 90

…These guys are known hoodlums Miss Caraway…

In the hierarchy of emergency response, the Chicago Fire Department is the right choice. Not only are they just around the corner, but they also staff a medically trained firefighter on every 24 hour shift. While they all wait for an ambulance to take Eddie to the hospital, Fanny unties Mrs. Dombroski, a woman who in one short morning been abducted from her home and watched her husband being shot.

Constance goes over to the two creeps to check out her marksmanship. No need for them to call the police. “It must be a slow day,” she comments upon hearing the Related imagewailing sirensRelated image of multiple squads.

Constance calmly explains the situation to the police, who corroborate it with the version Edie Dombroski gave them before leaving in the ambulance with her wounded husband.

The morgue will be dealing with the kidnappers, who Fanny has identified, “That is Elvis and that is Kelly,” she points at each individually.

“So you do know these two.”

“Not by their real names,” Connie points out. “They gave us some trouble down south a ways.”

“First things first, do you have a private investigator’s license?” asks the Detective on the scene. He is not sure for sure if Florida papers are kosher here, but in this case, he’s letting it slide. “These guys are known hoodlums Miss Caraway. We haven’t been able to nail them with anything more than jaywalking… legal or not, you’ve done Chicago a favor.”

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“Do you know who they work for? We have an idea, but it’s kinda far-out, if you know what I mean?”

“No and no. This is only the eighteenth time we’ve crossed their paths, kidnapping and assault with a deadly weapon is a new wrinkle.” The CPD detective looks around for more clues. “Who is the wounded guy to you and why didn’t he have a gun?”

“He actually works for us as a driver.” simply put and factually sincere. “We had a plan, but Eddie was out of his mind about his wife.”

“I thought I recognized him, looks like a cabby who works the Loop for fares to O’Hare.”

“Yeah that’s him, detective. He’s a really good guy,” Fanny is grief-stricken, finding it hard to contribute to the crime scene investigation.

“I hope he makes it. Gut-shots can go either way.”

“They said they are taking him to Saint Anthony Hospital, you know we’re new in town?” Connie consoles her partner.

“Just follow me. I need to know if the Eddie guy makes it, so I can to complete my report.”

“Don’t lose us, we just lost our driver.”


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 56

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 56

…a prisoner of his own mind…

“We will leave him in your care, but I need your personal guarantee that you will not tamper with him. As long as he maintains physical viability, leave the rest alone. I mean it.” Martin takes responsibility for his friend.

“Message received loud and clear,” the doctor hears.

“And I will be calling you every day for updates on his condition. And if anyone else calls about his considering his health or lack thereof… you tell them he didn’t make it. No one beside us is to  know that he is still alive.”

“I think I understand where you are coming from. That is agreeable. If you call me at home, at this number,” he hands Kamen a doctor’s script with his home telephone, “say 8:00 PM sharp, I will be available.”

‘Don’t leave Martin; I have things to tell you. Mastadon was misspelled, I don’t know why. Wolf told me that they were in control; a Mastodon is like a Wooly Mammoth, lived 12,000 years ago, identified the age of one correctly sometime, I do not remember. Take me with you, I know you told Doctor to fake my death, don’t allow that to be prophetic. The dinosaurs walked the planet with the mammoth and humans. I sure could go for a plate of steak ‘n eggs. Take care of Martin, you mystery girls, he is my only hope, tell him to look in my bookcase, it is behind FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS.  Hemingway is one of my guilty pleasures; hear that he drinks whiskey, smokes Cuban cigars loves adventure. I want to be the swashbuckling type, danger around every corner. My complete paper is behind THE SUN ALSO RISES, do not know why I had to hide it something about mastodon there too. Never did trust that Wolf, but he was at the meeting in the woods by my house, Auntie Joe didn’t like him from the start, should have booted him out.’

“We are going to head back to the University Doctor Steinberg. Maybe the answers we are looking for is right under our noses.”

Will Libby hears clearly and would nod his approval if only he could move his head.

‘The bookcase Martin, Hemingway, Wolf’

From a prisoner of his own mind.


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