Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 154

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 154

…“Do you know that woman… she saved us from unspeakable harm…

She is my partner, Fanny Renwick…

When We Last Left

Constance, Ace Bannion and Billy Graham are departing from their hospital visit of Eddie Dombroski, when they hear a symphony of city noises.

They barely notice the commotion, when another car rushes into their isle, blocking accidentthe path of an oncoming four wheel projectile. The blocking car is t-boned, nearly causing it to roll onto its side.

Ace and Connie dash over to the side of the car where the driver is slumped over the steering wheel. The car, that did the ramming, sits hissing and smoking.

“There’s no driver in that fool car!” Ace is the first to peer through fogged-up windows, while Constance and her nose for trouble, picks up on the telltale odor of singed hair. They both recognize the deep auburn hair in the other sedan.

Graham runs into the lobby to get some really nearby medical help.

“That was no accident Connie. Fanny saved us from being run down,” Both of Ace’s assessments are correct. Fanny’s actions saved them from a car without a driver?

The tall and lanky Graham leads emergency room staff to the scene, who give Fanny the care she needs.

“I do believe that car had bad intentions,” he concludes. “The police should be here any minute to arrest that maniac.”

“There was no driver,” Constance relays the improbable circumstances. She then turns to Ace who is still scratching his head, “Who expects to be run down by a speeding car in a hospital parking lot?”

“Nobody can predict accidents, Connie… and Fanny, out of the blue?”

“No, I had no clue that Fanny was coming back to town, though I bet you that Edie D. knew, probably going along with the surprise.”

“Surprise guys, I just came to save your lives,” Ace puts words into Fanny’s silent mouth.

“Do you know that woman… she saved us from unspeakable harm?” Graham raises his hands to the sky.

“She is my partner at CCPI, Fanny Renwick.”

“Wow, imagine that, just what you need, right when you need it. That’s how God works alright!”

“There is someone else in the back seat,” yells a nurse attending the wreck! “Get another stretcher!!!”

“That is Edie Dombroski, Ace!” She is freaking out. “This is getting g**-damned complicated!”

The tall and normally quiet Graham emphatically opposes her use of foul language, “Please Miss Caraway, do not use the Lord’s name in vain, it offends my ears, but burns His.”

The worst of people can leak out in the heat of the moment.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 152

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 152

…Eddie D. has lost a lot of weight, along with most of that quaint enthusiasm which fuels all those stories he relates…

Get well-001Being tastefully prompt is a virtue and at 5:55 PM on this early March evening, three interested parties have meet in the lobby and ride the elevator to the convalescent floor of Saint Anthony Hospital. In the confined privacy of the hydraulic lift, Billy Graham lays out his vision of his latest campaign for convert souls for the sake of Christ. He has lined up an impressive list of champions of the faith, as well as this growing harvest field of scientific substantiation. This young lion of evangelism is well aware that it is the “logical” mind, which must see tangible proof before believing on anything, holds the key to the hearts and minds of the coming generation.

And one thing he knows well is how to assemble crowds, point-in-fact the thousands that are flocking to his Crusades. The Billy Graham Evangelistic Association has an extensive radio reach in its own right, but it is the support from media giants like William Randolph Hearst that helps push him over the top.

In the course of the lift up to the third floor, Constance and Ace receive the background info for how Willard Libby is going to present his carbon dating truths to the world (The Billy Graham Crusades). It is the fastest way to disseminate what he knows to the widest audience, as opposed to the 300 stuffed shirts and the editors of Popular Science Monthly, his original launching pad.

As for Eddie Dombroski himself, he is pretty much a slave to the ventilator that keeps him breathing and the intravenous tubes that supply his nutrients. He has lost a lot of weight, along with most of that quaint enthusiasm which fuels all those stories he relates. He knows there are people in the room, but cannot focus well enough to interact with them. No stories this day.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 150

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 150

…could you please pray for him?… his name is Edward Francis Dombroski and he is at Saint Anthony Hospital room 314…

In the meantime, Constance must consider all her options. The biggest issue being: has CCPI outlived its usefulness here in Chicago? Is she hanging around just to avoid having to return Florida? Has Ace Bannion’s presence hindered her judgment? What is her function from this point forward?

One of those questions is answered by a simple telephone call. Eddie Dombroski is back in the hospital.

“He has pneumonia pretty bad. He just had to shovel that last little snow we got, the dummy; it would have melted the next day.  His left lung was collapsed because of the gunshot and now he’s gone out and messed up the other one!” Edie Dombroski has not good news on the husband front. On the other hand, “If he dies, I don’t what I’m going to do without him.”

“We have to stay,” Constance’s overriding sense of responsibility for Eddie’s disability is at work. If his family needs help in his absence, then she will see to it.

Shortly after learning of their friend’s setback, none other than Billy Graham is on the phone with a special request. Sometimes questions are answered in dribs and drabs, or in this case, by the bushel, “Miss Caraway, I have a favor to ask?

“Good, we were getting a little bored. What’s the scoop?

“We — Willard Libby, Martin Kamen and I — are having a hard time convincing Willard’s Aunt to join us on the crusade we’re planning. It seems she had a close encounter, in the spiritual battle being fought around her nephew and to be frank, she will not trust just anyone to pick her up at Tolentine.”

“I love Sister Mary Joseph. She will listen to me, just give me the day and time and I’ll have her there.”

“Thank you so much and if there is anything I can do for you, let me know.”

“As a matter of fact, I have a friend, whom we met in Chicago, and I just heard that he isn’t doing so well; could you please pray for him… his name is Edward Francis Dombroski and he is at Saint Anthony Hospital room 314?

Room 314 Saint Anthony Hospital

“I am in Chicago this week. Would a visit from me make a difference?

“His wife would be thrilled to meet you!” Constance is too, having been to a prayer meeting of Graham’s in his native state of North Carolina, 2 years back. “Please check in with us beforehand. We need to coordinate things for the sake of secrecy. It’s the only advantage that we have right now. Perhaps we could meet you at the hospital and knock heads.”

“Is 6PM too late?

“No that would perfect, Saint Anthony Room 314.”


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