flanked my vehicle. Agent Parker was opening my door and Agent Davis was on the passenger side doing recon on the car, making sure I was alone.
They put me in the back seat of the Sedan just behind Agent Parker.
“So I wanted to meet you and give you...”
Agent Davis turned around putting his hand up to stop me.
“Not here,” he said.
Agent Parker took off to an undisclosed location. I was waiting for someone to throw a black bag over my head. But Scarlett had some scissors to cut out eye holes if she had to.
Neither Agent spoke as we drove.
“Look, I can’t be gone from work too long,” I said.
No reply.
I was beginning to think that this was not my best path to choose and was trying to figure out my options when we pulled into a parking lot of a non-descript building. Agent Parker opened my door and whisked me through a black metal door, down a hallway, and into a small room. Scarlett hated small rooms with just a wood table and three chairs. So did I.
“Ok, Ms. Ellington, you have our undivided attention,” Agent Parker said his eyes intense.
“I’m in possession of a flash drive that contains the names of powerful people who have ties to the Mob, the list I told you about,” I said my gazed scanning between both agents for some hint of a reaction.
Scarlett was ready to burst, she had to know how they did that. She put on her lab coat and fired up the MRI.
“Where did you obtain this list?” Agent Parker asked.
“An informant?”
“What informant?”
‘That’s all I can tell you.”
“Do you have the flash-drive with you?”
“No. It’s in a safe place.”
“So how do we know it even exists?” Agent Parker snapped.
I grabbed my cellphone and pulled up my photos. I had snapped two before I left the station.
“I could charge you with obstruction of justice for not turning over that list and even accessory after the fact Miss Ellington,” Agent Davis snapped.
The flash drive was my ace in the hole with the Feds and I wasn’t going to be bullied by his threats. I knew they were salivating to get their hands on that list and needed me.
I slid my phone across the table to Agent Parker. I was trying my best to be intimidating. Scarlett was standing on the table between Agent Parker and me shaking her fist at him.
Agent Parker showed the photos to Agent Davis. Both agents exchanged looks. I thought for a nanosecond that maybe I saw Agent Parker grin slightly. Scarlett’s money said it was just gas.
Agent Parker slid my phone back to me across the table.
“My source has intimate knowledge of the people involved or who have a connection to Joe Salvatore.”
Both agents exchanged glances, but exhibited no emotion. Scarlett grabbed both agents by the wrist to see if she could find a pulse.
“I have met Senator Matthews on two previous occasions and let’s just say my last encounter was not amicable.”
“What was the nature of your contact with the Senator?” Agent Parker asked.
“I was following up on the information from my source and the research I had gathered.”
Scarlett gave me the thumbs up as she did detect a small pulse. She got distracted by the hand cuff on Agent Davis hip. She was devising a plan to snatch them without his knowledge, she had lost the key to hers and needed a new pair.
“Set up an interview with the Senator. You’ll be wearing a wire and ask questions we provide to you.”
“And if I get caught?”
Both Agents shrugged in indifference. “You agreed to the risks as a condition of us dropping all the charges against you.”
Both agents pushed their chairs back from the table and were on their feet. I was escorted back down the hallway and out the back door and back into the black sedan. You could hear crickets chirping in the car, in fact Scarlett swore she heard a couple. The agents pulled up behind my car.
Agent Parker turned and said, “Set it up and then be in touch when you do.”
“Fine,” I snapped.
I got out of the black
They put me in the back seat of the Sedan just behind Agent Parker.
“So I wanted to meet you and give you...”
Agent Davis turned around putting his hand up to stop me.
“Not here,” he said.
Agent Parker took off to an undisclosed location. I was waiting for someone to throw a black bag over my head. But Scarlett had some scissors to cut out eye holes if she had to.
Neither Agent spoke as we drove.
“Look, I can’t be gone from work too long,” I said.
No reply.
I was beginning to think that this was not my best path to choose and was trying to figure out my options when we pulled into a parking lot of a non-descript building. Agent Parker opened my door and whisked me through a black metal door, down a hallway, and into a small room. Scarlett hated small rooms with just a wood table and three chairs. So did I.
“Ok, Ms. Ellington, you have our undivided attention,” Agent Parker said his eyes intense.
“I’m in possession of a flash drive that contains the names of powerful people who have ties to the Mob, the list I told you about,” I said my gazed scanning between both agents for some hint of a reaction.
Scarlett was ready to burst, she had to know how they did that. She put on her lab coat and fired up the MRI.
“Where did you obtain this list?” Agent Parker asked.
“An informant?”
“What informant?”
‘That’s all I can tell you.”
“Do you have the flash-drive with you?”
“No. It’s in a safe place.”
“So how do we know it even exists?” Agent Parker snapped.
I grabbed my cellphone and pulled up my photos. I had snapped two before I left the station.
“I could charge you with obstruction of justice for not turning over that list and even accessory after the fact Miss Ellington,” Agent Davis snapped.
The flash drive was my ace in the hole with the Feds and I wasn’t going to be bullied by his threats. I knew they were salivating to get their hands on that list and needed me.
I slid my phone across the table to Agent Parker. I was trying my best to be intimidating. Scarlett was standing on the table between Agent Parker and me shaking her fist at him.
Agent Parker showed the photos to Agent Davis. Both agents exchanged looks. I thought for a nanosecond that maybe I saw Agent Parker grin slightly. Scarlett’s money said it was just gas.
Agent Parker slid my phone back to me across the table.
“My source has intimate knowledge of the people involved or who have a connection to Joe Salvatore.”
Both agents exchanged glances, but exhibited no emotion. Scarlett grabbed both agents by the wrist to see if she could find a pulse.
“I have met Senator Matthews on two previous occasions and let’s just say my last encounter was not amicable.”
“What was the nature of your contact with the Senator?” Agent Parker asked.
“I was following up on the information from my source and the research I had gathered.”
Scarlett gave me the thumbs up as she did detect a small pulse. She got distracted by the hand cuff on Agent Davis hip. She was devising a plan to snatch them without his knowledge, she had lost the key to hers and needed a new pair.
“Set up an interview with the Senator. You’ll be wearing a wire and ask questions we provide to you.”
“And if I get caught?”
Both Agents shrugged in indifference. “You agreed to the risks as a condition of us dropping all the charges against you.”
Both agents pushed their chairs back from the table and were on their feet. I was escorted back down the hallway and out the back door and back into the black sedan. You could hear crickets chirping in the car, in fact Scarlett swore she heard a couple. The agents pulled up behind my car.
Agent Parker turned and said, “Set it up and then be in touch when you do.”
“Fine,” I snapped.
I got out of the black
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