Jack Taggart Mysteries 7-Book Bundle. Don Easton

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      “Sorry, I’m late,” said Lance. “Was with The Toad. Couldn’t get away.”

      “Not a problem.”

      “Where’s Danny?”

      Jack turned on the interior light and told Lance what had happened. Jack could tell that Lance was uncomfortable, but it was because of the light and not because he knew anything about the Brit.

      Jack turned the light off with a promise that if Lance could identify the Brit before he did, then his debt would be considered repaid.

      Lance was quiet for a moment, then said, “I’m not so sure I like that deal.”

      Jack was surprised. “You would prefer to go with our earlier agreement and work for Club Fed for another four and a half years?”

      “I was just thinkin’. Anyone who did what that guy did ... I’d like to give him to you for free.” He pointed his finger at Jack and added, “And it’s four years and five months. I know my math.”

      “Hey, I’ll be glad to get a free one from you.”

      “You think I’m fuckin’ nuts? I’d like to give him to you for free, but I sure as hell won’t! I hate being a rat! The faster I pay you back the better I’ll feel.”

      Jack reflected upon his past debt with Damien. I know exactly how you feel.

      “I’ll keep my ears and eyes open,” continued Lance. “If I get a whiff of anyone matching that description, you’ll be the first to know. Kinda agree with you, though. I think that fuckin’ Leitch is working both sides. If Damien finds out he’s doin’ that, there’ll be one less lawyer in the city.” Lance chuckled and said, “Bet that doesn’t exactly worry you much.”

      “It would if we didn’t find out who the Brit is first.”

      Lance nodded and said, “Gotcha. But in the meantime, we got a shipload of coke comin’ in and I’ve been assigned to oversee the unloading. The Toad wants at least four vehicles to haul it away. Two hundred and fifty keys each. None of it will be going to the same place so there’s no way of rippin’ it all off. If you try to take it down at the dock, then I’ll get busted.”

      “What about the cash?”

      “The Toad is looking after that personally. He doesn’t want it and the dope in the same place at the same time. He’s going to hand it off to the Colombians at some motel. The Colombians will confirm they got the money and use a cellphone to tell someone on the ship to unload.”

      “Why is The Toad so paranoid about bringing the money to the dock?”

      “Doesn’t want to have all the eggs in one basket. He said the Colombians don’t want the money near the dock either.”

      “What motel?”

      “Hasn’t been picked yet. It’ll be my job to take The Toad and find a suitable motel. A few hours before the deal, he’ll take a few of his guys and the money and go to the motel. Nobody but him and me will know which motel until he gets there with his guys and calls the Colombians.”

      “So where does Damien sit on this?”

      “On his ass at home. This is all The Toad’s plannin’.”

      “Who handles Leitch ... or the Brit if it does turn out to be someone working for Damien?”

      Lance shrugged and said, “The way Damien feels, that end may fall by the wayside. I know this isn’t the news you want to hear, but once The Toad takes over, you may never find out.”

      “Then The Toad can’t take over,” said Jack.

      “Hey, man! If you bust The Toad at the motel then I’ll be burned to a crisp — probably literally.”

      “I won’t burn you.”

      “So what are ya gonna’ do? Nothin’?”

      Jack looked at Lance and said, “I’ll play it by ear.” He thought to himself, I’m going to squash a toad!

      On Monday morning, Jack was a little curious when his boss was twenty minutes late for work. Louie was usually half an hour early.

      Jack’s curiosity was answered when Louie showed up on a pair of crutches with a cast on one leg. Before Jack could ask, Louie gruffly said, “Saturday. Ladder slipped cleaning my gutters. Broke in three places. Enough said. What’s new with you?”

      “Not much since I called you Friday night.”

      “Molen getting another report?”

      “Yes. I-HIT is helping with surveillance too, but we’re not optimistic.”

      “Your friend doesn’t know who the Brit is?”

      Jack shook his head. “Met him last night. He does-n’t know.” Jack waited until Louie nodded in response, then asked, “Have you heard from Danny? How are they doing?”

      “We talked briefly. He’s taking stress leave. I think they’re planning on going someplace for a while. He’s talking about quitting. I suggested he take time off and think about it. No need to rush into a decision right away.”

      “Where are they staying?”

      “He had the option of staying at a motel but elected to return home. He’s adamant about not returning to work. As he said, he’s complying with the note so he doesn’t think he’s a target now.”

      “What about Jimmy?”

      “Apparently seems okay. Lucky little bugger. What do you think about Danny quitting?”

      Jack sighed and said, “Can’t say I blame him. I was wrong to be around him after CC got that note. I should have stayed away from everyone.”

      “The note targeted everyone in the office. We have no choice but to continue working. Danny’s pretty upset. Not thinking too clear. Who would? He mumbled something about your cowboy hat turning black. What was that all about?”

      Jack tipped his head back, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. “Guess he has me pegged as one of the bad guys.”

      Louie studied him closely for a few seconds and then said, “Like I said. He’s upset. I’m going to talk with Isaac. Hate to lose a good man. Maybe I can arrange to get him transferred into some admin position for a while.”

      It was after lunch when Isaac reviewed the report submitted by the Anti-Corruption Unit noting that Jack had lied about not having met Damien since last year. Not a big issue in itself, but... The name of the ACU investigator caught his eye and he summoned Staff Sergeant Legg.

      “This report you submitted this morning,” said Isaac, gesturing to the paper on his desk.

      “Yes, sir. Just a short memo. Perhaps nothing, but after the report from CFSEU about Taggart and then him telling Elvis that he hadn’t met with Damien since last year ... I СКАЧАТЬ