Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 139
…Martin stomps his feet like he has a hot-foot, darting out to, and back from, the burning walls…
“If you don’t smell burnt flesh, you know he’s not physically present. He will know that I have left the room,” explains a knowledgeable Agent Daniels.
He does in fact know they have gone, but is uncharacteristically cautious, fully aware that Cephus knows more than the average mere man.
The pair lingers away for what they thought would be an ample amount of time and return to the office to see what’s what. After unlocking the door, they enter to a room that has that signature aroma; “He” had been there.
Thinking they were in the clear turns out to be a mistake. That smell is in the present, not past, tense. The room ignites into a full-blown inferno. The bait has become the first course and is quickly reaching well-done on the culinary scale. They retreat to the only exit, but that is locked.
As they back away from the worst of the blaze, Martin remembers something Willard had told him, ‘If you come by sometime and can’t find me, check out the floor’, an odd thing to tell somebody, even a friend, on purpose.
Martin stomps his feet like he has a hot-foot, darting out to, and back from, the burning walls. He detects a hollow sound beneath once specific spot. He reaches down to peel away a melting rubber mat and in the same motion grasping a sizzling brass ring. Wouldn’t you know it? There for their most timely convenience is an underground passage. “This way, Daniels!”
Martin jumps feet first, followed closely by Agent Daniels with little delay. The temperature suddenly drops to refreshing levels. They can see the fiery room above and hear the sirens from the Argonne Township Fire Department.
“They will have to turn the sprinklers on manually… your Penty did not miss a trick,” Martin acknowledges the crime of a well planned arson.
“My Penty?” Daniels is guilty by association. From out of a handy dandy tool belt he pulls out a powerful penlight to guide their way. “What is this place?”
Constance Caraway P.I.