Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 175

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 175

…After a stop at THE newest cop-spot in town, hands their partially pulverized passenger his wallet, with most of his money in it…

“We was only susposed to rough him up good, Neal,” is the fleeing mugger’s lament.

The other cop in pursuit, who looks like he spends half of his shift at the donut shop, gives up the chase, in order to catch his breath and pick up the loose items. Some of the money magically disappears into his pocket.

He walks unsteadily back to his partner, who has summoned a paddy wagon for the offender in hand and an ambulance for hospital transport; but the medics merely serve as a mobile emergency room, attending to a few scratches and a bruised ego. “Can you guys give me a lift to 6137 Kimbark,” is all Worth Moore asks of the police.

After a stop at THE newest cop-spot in town, Dunkin’ Donuts, the officer with the bigger sack of baked confection, hands their partially pulverized passenger his wallet, with most of his money in it, plus, “I don’t know if this means anything toFM Biz-001 you.”

“Forever Mastadon, 5046 South Greenwood… so much for a random attack,” Worth realizes that because of his association with CCPI, he is now a prime target for revenge action. He hands the card back, “This was no accident. When you question the thug you did catch, try to get to the bottom of this so-called business.”

“5046 is off limits to us… now,” stated like a good soldier.Greenwood-001

“What do you mean off limits? There is awfully suspicious activity coming from that house and you are telling me that you cannot complete an investigation?”

“After an incident a week or so back, we must have pissed someone off, because all of a sudden it is on our blacklist and that comes right from the top. Hey I was there and it was plain freaky.”Libby Affair-001

Moore has first hand information of what went down that day, so traveling further down that road is unnecessary, but a top-down directive usually means some sort of cover up. Suffice it to be said, that the scope of this Libby Affair is without definable limits.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 165

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 165

…If we can handle political conventions and all those crazies, I think we can handle one house…

“What can you tell us about the organization called Forever Mastadon?” asks the higher ranked flatfoot, the very first law enforcement hereabout to ever/even admit to wondering what has been going for months in the greater Chicagoland area.

Constance steps into the interrogation, FM is the group behind the abduction of Willard Libby, a scientist affiliated with the U of C. not to mention all the other crap they have pulled on anyone connected to the poor man. They have an agenda, one where he keeps his research to himself.”

“Do you have an address for these people; somewhere we can put a stop to this?”

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5046 South Greenwood

“Yeah, 5046 South Greenwood, that would be a good place to start, at this point Constance would not mind having a 2,000 man police force pitch in on this battle, “but if you go there, I’d make sure you have enough men. You will not believe what you’re up against — we do, though being able to explain it to you in advance is hard. You should form your own opinions.”

“Say, aren’t you the broad who shot those two guys on the North side? It was the talk of the department.”

That was me, yes. I took out the two guys who kidnapped Fanny two months ago, then Edie a month back,” her mea culpa comes without remorse. “Don’t you sense a trend going on here? Two rooms of this hospital hold repeat victims of these creeps.”

“Would you be willing to lead a team of tactical officers on a sweep of that Greenwood address?”

“Would I? Hell, I am ready to put another hurt on that bastard.”

“Another? You talk like you have a history with their leader.”

“Yeah, you could say he’s one hell of a handful. If you would let me, I’d like to bring in Agent Daniels-001an expert, he’s with the CIA. He possesses a particular set of unique skills, been on this case longer than me and Fanny.”

“If you can get him here by tomorrow, you have a deal.”

“You can find me at these numbers, telephone and street over on the university campus.” Connie was born to the big time. “One unmarked comes and gets get us before dawn, but I want you to understand one thing… we — Agent Daniels and me are going to be in charge of the operation.”

“I’ll have all the men in our district on the scene, riot gear, gas masks, blast shields, the whole shot. If we can handle political conventions and all those crazies, I think we can handle one house.

Famous last words?


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 164

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 164

…Constance’s spring fling with Ace has set some big picture issues in motion…

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“What kind of cops are you? Did you find a homeless guy to stuff behind the wheel?” Constance is irate and rightfully so.

“I want you to bring the ER doctors in to corroborate Miss Renwick’s story,” Attorney Moore insists.

“Their shift is over.”

Fanny speaks up, “There were two other witnesses, right Connie?”

“There were and we can bring them back if you need, so back off.”

The two harsh detectives mumble to each other and step out into the hall. After some back and forth between Moore, Constance, Fanny and Edie, and the passage of 15 minutes, they go out and check on the cops.

“They’re gone. What the hell is going on?”

On the floor outside room 314 there is a crumpled business card. Worth Moore picks it up. “What kind of enterprise is Forever Mastadon… a wooly mammoth? I never heard such a ridiculous name.”

“If you are going to join in on the fun Worth, have Fanny catch you up on all the dirty details.” Constance can see something is cooking with those two and deep down inside she is alright with it. Her spring fling with Ace has set some big picture issues in motion. “I am going over to the local police district to get the skinny on those phony cops.”

This time it is a nurse popping her head into room 314 to announce, “There are two policemen here to take down your statement Miss Renwick.”Image result for revolving door gif

“What is this, a revolving door? Check their badges Worth,” Constance is losing her patience for the treatment of the patients here.

“They are legit Connie. Go ahead officers.”

In the course of the short interview the police reveal that the car Fanny stopped in its tracks was stolen and the story about no driver, well that one they can’t explain.

“What can you tell us about the organization called Forever Mastadon,” asks the higher ranked flatfoot.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 136

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 136

…Cupcake my ass, you—you Mr. Big Stuff…

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…do I need to convince you further? And you can toss in that phantom building in Rome and those ghost headquarters on top of that LaSalle Street address,” Daniels states authoritatively.

“Okay I get your point, but what can we do going forward?” Ace, the veteran of many an aerial dogfight wants to be prepared for a battle of the uncharted sort.

“Pentateuch is mad as hell and he is back on the move. As far as I know, he cannot directly harm anyone who is not under his control; he has to use surrogates to do that dirty work.”

“Where does that leave you, didn’t you work for him?”

“Not in the strictest sense, Mr. Ace. I have had special mind-control-defeating-training, should I be captured during an operation and all, so I am immune from his personal attacks. So for immediate purposes, it’s the Chicago Police Department I need to get around.”

“Good ol’ Connie here knows how to deal with cops, don’t you cupcake?” he slaps her on the backside.

“Cupcake my ass! You can make fun of me, you—you Mr. Big Stuff, but I may have the best plan EVER in mind.”

“If it involves me, you do know about that flack shrapnel I have in my gluteus maximus?”

what he wants“Yes you can be a pain in the posterior, but I am talking about giving Penty exactly what he thinks he wants most.”

“I think I know, but for the sport of it, what does he want?” asks the single most informed human being in present company.

“I’ve heard you refer to it as the Great Deception.”

“Yes this whole ordeal revolves around protecting it. He is every bit a roaring lion.”Agent Daniels-001

“All we have to do is have Martin sign off on a paper that concludes that all of Libby’s findings were skewed, he poo-poos it, thereby preserving his precious evolution ruse.”

It gets the Agent Daniels stamp of approval, “After all, what’s the big deal? They think Willard his dead, right? And Old Martin here, didn’t have the courage to see it through.”


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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 76

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 76

…“What is the date Martin?” asks the man who has been frozen in time…

“I don’t know how much you’ve understood about our conversations, but you are supposed to be dead, that is what Mastadon and most of Chicago is lead to believe, the rest of the world that cares thinks you are still missing. Either way we must keep you under wraps until we can know how to proceed from this point forward.”

FOREVER MASTADON — what a group of nuts that is!”

Can’t spell a lick, but they sure are potent,” Constance comments.

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“We found a scrap of paper with mastadon scribbled on it by you, but could not make the connection until recently.”

“What is the date Martin?” asks the man who has been frozen in time.

“January 4th. Do I need to add the year?”

“It should be 1951 by now, if it is not, I’ve lost more time than I realized.” He reflects on the passing of days, when they all run together. “How about that Wolfgram character, there is something greasy about him?”

Constance Caraway-001“No sign of him yet. He has left a trail, but that’s a story for another time.” Connie is happy to see the pieces of the puzzle fall into place. “By the way, my name is Constance Caraway and your escort is my partner Fanny Renwick.”

“I hired them after you went missing; the CPD (Chicago Police), DuPage County and Argonne security were no help whatsoever,” Martin explains

“I detect a bit of a southern accent, Miss Caraway is it?”

“Florida, Leon County.”

“Tallahassee I would guess?”

“Precisely Will, you may not remember but they were the investigators who fingered James East, the double agent at Argonne.”

“Splendid! The Manhattan Project was going too fast for its own good; I only knew half of the people involved in it.”

“We, Fanny and I are committed to see this thing through Mr. Libby. There are diverse forces at work here and it is becoming larger than the people involved, I’m talking a monumental struggle.”


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