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Название: 1 Law 4 All - Gator
Автор: Billy Angel
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Зарубежная драматургия
Серия: 1 Law 4 All
isbn: 9781456635466
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Hoza explains that he wants Bianca’s union drivers to transport Florida’s election machines to their designated polling places. And during their routes, his men would be allowed access to the machines.
Nickolas had operational relationships with the Gambino controlled truckers union in Florida. In general, he and the Colombo family maintained close generational bonds to New York’s Gambino family. He knew that the Gambino’s controlled organized crime in the Tampa area for as long as he could remember.
He considered that many hands needed to be greased to replace the scheduled drivers with his own drivers. He expected his drivers would need to get paid overtime and that would be a considerable expense. After mulling over these thoughts, he conceded knowing that the voting machines were being moved from a central storage location in northern Florida to local polling districts around the state. A sinister plan for Dom's abductors formed in his mind while still negotiating for her release.
Nick shook his head. “You Russians are tampering with our elections, again! Let me get this straight. You want my guys to transport the voting machines to the polls and you want your people getting access to the truck's cargo along the route." Nickolas momentarily held his breath. “Where’s my daughter? How do I know she’s alive?”
Hoza said, "You catch on fast. Call me when you have the truck's schedules. And about your daughter, I’ll send you proof.” He gave Nick a burner phone number and abruptly hung up.
Nick beckoned his secretary. He told her to get his friend, Anthony ‘Glasses’ Vercillo, a consigliere for the Gambino family on the phone. She returned to her desk, made the call. Anthony answered expecting Nickolas, “Squash this afternoon?” She grinned to herself, “Maybe, Mr. Bianca would like to talk with you.”
Nick arranged a squash match at the Heights Casino that afternoon with Glasses. He ended the call with, “We have a situation in Florida that needs our attention.” That alerted Glasses to the importance of their upcoming match.
Glasses, his usual bubbly self said, “No problem.” They ended the call.
Nickolas immediately unlocked his cell phone. His nerves were on edge after his brother Frankie called and relayed Annie’s message. He taped the 'Find Me' app and saw that both Dom’s and Annie’s dots were superimposed. He called Frankie. “You see what I’m seeing on that “Find Me’ phone app?”
Chapter 18
Today's Foundation banter was nothing more than an extended discussion that began between Mac and Jimmy years ago at law school. As roommates they valued each other's opinions.
Many of their discussions we’re not based in fact, but that didn't matter. They were practicing their court room demeanor. The emotion and conviction behind their arguments spurred on their interest. They would thrash out ideas towards a conclusion with both usually disagreeing but feeling closer as intellectual buddies.
Today's banter began as Jimmy entered the Foundation’s video conference that Mac opened a few minutes before the agreed upon time. “Hey Jimmy. How's the Vegas dazzle these days?” Mac greeted.
Response at hand, Jimmy answered “Whatever’s happening here isn’t as exciting as your world of political conspiracies. Is my favorite Don Quixote de la Mancha still fighting political windmills?”
Mac enjoyed dabbling on the edge of the unstable conspiratorial universe, took Jimmy’s bait. "The One World Order is here. Admit it!" proclaimed Mac.
Jimmy pretended to be a critical judge. "Based on what facts do you even come close to believing this perpetual ‘windmill’ curse of yours?"
“Maybe a few quotes will convince you.” Mac flashed a page from the National Liberty Newsletter in front of the video camera. Then he began reading.
“The early 1930’s New Deal was plainly an attempt to achieve a working socialism and assist in the economic collapse in America; it is extraordinarily parallel to the successive ‘Policies’ and ‘Plans’ of the early 1900’s Russian experiment. Americans shirk at the word ‘socialism’, but what else can one call it?” He took a breath. “H.G. Wells talked about The New World Order in 1939.”
“Here’s a good one,” Mac continued as Jimmy leaned back in his chair to get comfortable. He knew the routine. “In the next century, nations as we know them today will be obsolete; all states will recognize a single, global authority. National sovereignty wasn’t such a great idea after all, quoted Strobe Talbot in Time Magazine, July 20th, l992. He was President Clinton’s Deputy Secretary of State.”
Mac folded the page and began to smile. “You’ll love this one. ‘National Socialism will use its own revolution for establishing a new world order.’ Adolph Hitler said this during World War II.”
Jimmy laughing said, “You’re reaching. Hitler’s a great reference. Are you trying to get the jury to laugh or cry?”
Mac pursed his lips. “Okay, one more.” But before he could begin reading Carol and Kitiona entered the video conference. “That's so typical. Are you practicing for your jury-closing arguments? I heard the quotes. My question is, so what?" Carol blurted smiling.
"This, whatever it is, means we need to sue someone. Who do we sue for trying to bring in this New World Order?" Jimmy piled onto Carol’s ‘so what’ attitude.
Mac pushed his hair back, recognizing the dilemma. "If I could figure out what laws they’re breaking, I would find out who these people are. I’m still trying to figure out what's illegal about trying to take over the world's government, economy and religions?"
Jimmy answered, “There’s no laws stopping any of these worldly takeovers. HOW (he stressed) they takeover IS where laws are being broken. That’s where you need to focus your ‘windmill’ fight. It’s the HOW!”
"Here's the slam dunk," Mac argued. "With their philosophy, 'The End Justifies The Means', they've got to be breaking laws."
Mac frowned thinking about Jimmy’s HOW when Kitiona jumped in. “Without any hard facts, research or damages to back up his opinions, you are left all alone with me on my favorite Samoan beach!”
Carol looked at Kitiona sitting next to her. She noticed Kitiona’s radiant, almond-shaped eyes. “How can you resist that thought, Mac?”
Mac loved everything about Kitiona. She could say the moon was made of blue cheese and he would support her until he died. All he could do was beam his wholesome smile.
Kitiona said, "Look at the big picture. A One World Order means nothing without controlling the economic system. Follow the money!" Kitiona, the daughter of Samoan royalty, lived in American Samoa. The islanders’ economic security was wrapped up in the tuna industry. She was the union president of the island's tuna factory workers. “You guys need to join the high school debate team.” Then she sarcastically added, “Wait, you’re not in high school anymore."
Ben joined their video conference smiling at Kitiona’s observation. Ben, retired lawyer, was responsible for introducing Kitiona to Mac, and Jimmy's law school study group several years ago. Along with Juan and Carol, these four СКАЧАТЬ