Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 188

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 188

…Here are a few (unedited) conversations from Chicago Stadium Owner’s Box…

***Martin to Connie: “I don’t think I ever took the time to thank you for everything. You came all the way from Florida and made a stranger’s abduction your own personal fight and look at the results,” he spreads his arms wide, pointing out the unexpected fruit of her efforts.

Constance to Marty: “We’ve gone from a missing person investigation to a worldwide television broadcast,” what a difference 80 days makes.—

***Eddie D. to the food guy: “Do you have any more of those little flat things that taste like fish?”

The maître d’ to Eddie the buffet destroyer in the owners’ suite: “Do you mean the Baltimore Crab Cakes (you gluttonous heathen), yes I will get some more.”—

***Daniels to the Angel’s pilot: “Do you believe that those K.C. CAA guys were legitimate? In my world, I am a firm believer in Cause & effect.” The string of accidents is pointing toward a negative response.

Ajax Bannion to the G-Man: “Did I suspect that anyone would sabotage the plane? Hell no! I did my preflight inspection around the same time and didn’t see anything suspicious, but I did get their names. Here,” he hands over his pre-flight manifest.—

***Fanny to her new legal eagle: “What are your plans after the crusade program in done, and the days to come? she certainly doesn’t want Worth taking a midnight stroll or the next flight back to Tallahassee… without her.

Worth Moore to the reason he is staying in Chicago: “I am in no rush to head back to Florida Fanny. In fact, I was hoping that you would come up a visit my hotel suite, it has two king-sized beds.” The number of beds reference is to assure Fanny that his intentions are honorable.—

***AB to CC: I think I heard that lawyer asking Fanny up to his room. Maybe we could rope off the second floor at Kimbark for the night?”

CC to AB: We’ll see.”


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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

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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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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 177

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 177

…So you wanna be an airline pilot, eh?” Ace chides the young man in the chair to his right…

“The wheels aren’t locking, Captain Bannion!”

“That is not good.” A dozen scenarios are running through Ace’s head, but none of them good. “How much fuel do we have in the tanks, kiddo?”

“About two thousand liters,” he reports a partial load of 100 octane blend.

“Good thing we didn’t fill‘er-up at KC,” he calmly moves on to plan B. “The gear is going to collapse shortly after we touch down, so we are going have to set this plane down on its belly. Go back and tell Mr. Graham to come forward.”

When Billy ducks under the cockpit bulkhead, Ace gives the plane’s owner the bad news, “The landing gear will not lock Billy. We have tried 5 times, but the hydraulic system is messed up. I think I can put her down without too much damage, but you have to be the one to break the news to our people; you have that way of making prayer a part of everything we do, well, no better time than now.”

While Billy preaches to the choir in back, Ace talks to the tower at Midway Airport, “This is Graham flight number 2 zero-niner requesting a clear runway, we don’t have gear.” Simply put.

“This is the tower 2 zero-niner, we want you to put down on Runway 13C, and do a two pass fly-around to give us time to get ready. How many folks do you have onboard?”

“Thirty-one passengers and five crew.” That question was asked so that they can have enough emergency personnel at the scene.

So you wanna be an airline pilot, eh?” Ace chides the young man in the chair to his right.

The airplane intern straps himself into his seat after checking with the navigator, who is almost as young and not feeling too confident about the heading he has figured.

“I’m taking us into a 20 knot northeast breeze, which should slow us down some… damn, I mean darn, there are enough ambulances down there to light up the whole airport.” The captain swallows hard. His final order is supposed to be funny, “Turn on the windshield wipers.”


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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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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 163

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 163

…”This is bloody bullshit. What kind of cops are you?” Constance cuts thru the nonsense…

Seal of Approval-001“You can tell quite a story Mrs. Dombroski.” states the impressed lawyer from the South.

“She learned it from that guy in the other room,” Fanny has consumed dozens (by osmosis) these past 2+ months.

At that point, the attending emergency room physician comes in to gives his two recent patients some news; neither good nor bad, “The CPD is here and they want to interview you two, and then I am going to release you, you can go home.”

“What about Eddie?” inquires Edie. She is worried about the $52 dollars a day they are paying for his hospitalization, “We don’t have insurance.”

“Mr. Graham has taken care of that — what a gem he is. He stopped in and visited all our rooms before he left.” Fanny speaks of a good man, from the soles of his Godly feet to the wavy hair atop his 6 foot frame.

“I can take you all home after you are finished with the police. The two cars I saw out there need to be pried apart,” Lawyer Moore will be looking out for Fanny and Edie’s interest from here on out, so he ushers the plain clothed investigators into 314.

“From what we can see, you pulled out into a lane of traffic and caused the other vehicle to run into you. That is a violation on your part. The driver of the other was killed in the accident thereby making it vehicular homicide. We are going to have to take you in and seeing you are from out of state, we will hold without bond.”

“But there was no driver!” Fanny is beside herself.

Constance has joined the discussion, having come to the hospital to check in on everyone.

“There was no driver, detective. You can ask the emergency room people. They did not find a driver, dead or alive.” Correct, Mr. Moore.

“We found a body behind the wheel and how else would the car get there in the first place?”

“This is bloody bullshit. What kind of cops are you?” Constance cuts through the nonsense.


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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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