Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 147

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 147

Chapter Thirteen


Do remember that nagging question that was one of five such  posed at the beginning of Chapter 2?

  1. Is gray really a color?

The answer: No, unless it’s your favorite color, is irrelevant, especially at this point of the Libby Affair.

A “gray” area is one that straddles the boundaries of both black and white. It also applies when the lines between right and wrong become blurred.

Pentateuch, the Dark Deceiver, is the undeniable expert at blurring contestable issues.OK He does not believe in definable absolutes; you’re okay, I’m okay, let’s make it even and we’ll call it a day.

For the Willard Libby, reports of his odd demise have been greatly exaggerated. While both he and Martin Kamen are dead to the world, a select certain few interested parties have more reliable information, direct from the horses’ mouth.

One such party is Billy Graham, who has been on the ground floor of the Libby Affair even before it became an affair at all. Back in December, ‘The Preacher to Presidents’ had laid all Creation’s cards on the table in order to get an evangelical foothold into the scientific community. From what he had imparted to that inquiring Libby, he was applying spiritual mortar to the scientific brick foundation currently under construction.

Libby has been equipped with the essential resolve to stay in the game until the final whistle, whenever it may blow. The road he has chosen is not the primrose path (the easy way).

“I want you to be a part of my next crusade.” Without concern or compunction, Billy Graham has his sights set on revival. It has been many, many years since the last “Great Awakening” and considering the troubling direction of the world, the frequency of wars, the coming age of information, moral decay, etc…, the time has come for the next such amassing of God’s people.

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Forever Mastadon

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 146

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 146

As the post-war world revolves on, the devil is doing what demons do and the struggles to overcome his influence go on…

Pentateuch (D. Joseph Winters) is unaware of how close he is to the Laboratory Schools and the basement hideaway of Martin Kamen and Willard Libby. If nothing else, the Dark Deceiver will transform this place into a Halloween favorite, if not the coldest place on the block.

He has summoned L. Dick Cannon to his new Chicago digs; he just won’t be getting the top-to-bottom house tour afforded to those who can stomach the Pet-Projecthellish undertones of Pentateuch. Cannon is his new pet project, the upright D. Joseph Winters perfecting the art of lies andL Dick Cannon-001 using this deluded human fanatic as a launching pad for more of his carnal crap.

“This is one grand house Mr. Winters,” Cannon gushes over an oversized fixer-upper.

“Yes it does have possibilities, just like you Mr. Cannon,” he is pushing this Church of Spiritual Engineering founder, as hard as he can without touching him, which usually does not end well. “I have arranged for a meeting with John Garfield. He has solid ties to Hollywood, but has been hounded by the House Committee  on Un-American Activities, of all things, is a ripe candidate for celebrity spokesman for your church and he is in Chicago trying to ditch the government’s efforts to defame his character.”

“Orson Wells would have been perfect,” L. Dick dreams aloud, “but he is just too much a smarty-pants for my liking. Let’s see if we can reel this one in!”

As the post-war world revolves on, the Devil is doing what demons do and the struggles to overcome his influence go on:

  • Constance Caraway and Fanny Renwick are drifting apart, in search of their individuality.
  • Ajax Aidan Bannion is (once again) flying headlong into a place he’s been before.
  • Pentateuch has lost sight of his real goal, now recruiting L. Dick Cannon, yet another earthbound accomplice.

To which there is but one conclusion:

  • You never know what you will find when you’re traveling down the primrose path???

Constance Caraway P.I.

Forever Mastadon

page 126 (end Ch. 12)

Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 25

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 25

…“Maybe this entire hubbub about carbon whatever is leading us down primrose path…

“Fanny, you keep your eyes peeled for any mistakes those creeps made. As for you Martin, you best hope that they didn’t find what they came for.”

“You may think we scientists are a bungling bunch of stumblebums, but Willard Libby is no one’s fool. If you remove exclusivity from a clinical position, you may have just wasted 10 or more years of research.” Kamen knows of which he speaks. In 1940 he and Sam Ruben collaborated on the discovery of the radioisotope carbon-14. But they were lacking the connection between 14’s half-life and the predictability of previously existing antediluvian verve (scholastic for old ideas).

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Constance remembers Martin mentioning that Libby was a player in the building of the atomic bomb. Maybe this entire hubbub about carbon whatever is leading us down the  primrose lane; a war-busting bomb seems to be a more inviting target than arguing how old a sedimentary rock or an Egyptian mummy is. Who cares?”

“My mummy is going to be 65 this year, looking forward to my father retiring from the railroad,” Fanny has a sense of humor only a mother can love.

Feeling that her dim-wit is being ignored, she adds something of substance, “Whoever messed up this office was not worried about being caught. They were not wearing gloves, can you believe it!? But the fingerprints are nondescript smudged, grimy, useless. ”

“That’s because they didn’t know what they were looking for.” Martin heads for electronics  terminal in the office. “Willard had the good sense to store his efforts using the Fail-Safe Method, one being the backup for the other. Palpable paper would be the obvious choice, but electronic storage makes sense too. At he time I was wondering why he was insisting on giving me the binary title code for such an important file.”

“There are smudgy fingerprints on that screen too; looks like they tried to pry it away from that gadget panel.”

“We’re not dealing with the brightest crooks in the crookery.” Caraway continues her crime scene assessment. “I think this means that wherever your Willard is, they still don’t have whatever they were after.”

“Maybe it isn’t just what he knows that they were after. Maybe they want to keep the man himself quiet.’

Just like the noise muffling attachment on the end of a handgun, it’s called a silencer.

Constance Caraway P.I.

Forever Mastadon

page 24 (end Ch. 2)