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“Good, then we have more proof for the locals that they have bad apples among them.” He looked around the room and studied everyone there. “Is anyone opposed to having this meeting with these particular people?” No one objected, and Ilsa said she’d call Lyle the next day, and Jason said he’d reach out to his contacts at the other agencies. It was decided that Ilsa would convince Lyle to bring the chief of police to the meeting. They cleaned up their mess from dinner, and after going through Ilsa’s cupboards, the men made up a grocery list for the next day. They ended up bunking throughout the entire house. Some took a spare room to share, others found space in the basement, and others camped out on the couches in the two different living rooms. Before they settled for the night, they set up a rotation of who would be on guard duty throughout the night.
Four days later,Clark looked up from his coffee and watched as Ilsa came into the room, looking nervous.
“Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just that the meeting is in less than an hour. I have one fear, and I can’t seem to kick it.”
“What’s that?” When she remained silent, he put the paper he’d been reading down and stared at her. “Ilsa, we’re here to help. Let us know your fear, and if it looks like it might happen, then we can step in and help.”
She studied him intently for several minutes, then drew in a deep breath and let it out in a rush. “Okay, I fear that Chief Brant, will accuse me of aiding and abetting Larry in his dealings with Babcock. That he will somehow turn it around so that he’s going to arrest me before the meeting is over.”
“Wow, okay, I never saw that coming, but did you?”
“What? No, absolutely not.”
“Do you have proof?”
“I like to think so.”
“You do,” Kevin said as he entered the kitchen. “Sorry, I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. There is nothing in the evidence we have that points to you being any type of accomplice in this, Ilsa.”
“Thank you,” Ilsa said on a heavy sigh. They sat there in silence, and when the doorbell pealed, Ilsa tensed, but Clark reached out and took her hands in his.
“Breathe, you got this.”
“Thank you.” She nodded as she jumped to her feet and hurried to the door. Clark followed, with a fresh cup of coffee and nodded when he saw Denver and Perry on either side of the door, guns in hand, ready to pull her away if it was dangerous.
Ilsa opened the door and laughed when she was engulfed in a gigantic hug, twirled around, then set on her feet by the first man that entered. The second one reached in and gave her a hug,and gave an air kiss to her cheek. Kevin and Clark exchanged confused looks.
Denver shut the door behind them, but then opened it again when the bell sounded. This time, it was Jason who rushed forward and greeted the two gentlemen with handshakes. It took about fifteen minutes to get everyone gathered and into the basement, where Kevin had set up ‘murder’ boards for their timeline. Ilsa had baked all morning, and there was a spread of sandwiches and sweets laid out for anyone to help themselves to, along with bottled water, coffee, and iced tea.
The new arrivals seemed confused, but with Jason, Ilsa, and Kevin standing before them, the meeting got underway quickly.
“Thank you all for coming. I’ll get right to why we invited you here. I’m Jason Black, I’m a lawyer for the DOD out of Washington DC. A few months ago, something was brought to my attention, and the President of the United States gave me permission to investigate to my fullest capabilities. It’s been a long hard road, and we’re ready for our next step, however, that’s why you gentlemen are here. We’re going to need your help. Standing beside me is Ilsa Miller, she’s a defense lawyer with Lyle Anderson’s firm. She’s been in on this investigation with me. Next to her is Kevin Lassiter, he’s a homicide detective out of Seattle, Washington.” Jason nodded to them, then raised his hand and moved it to take in the others in the room. “The gentlemen standing around, armed, are our security. Each of them are Navy SEALs from Delta Team.” Jason nodded again when he saw respect on the other men’s face.
“Why exactly are we here?” Chief Brant asked.
“Gentlemen, with your help, we’re here to take down the FBI.
CHAPTER 19
You could heara pin drop in the room after Jason’s announcement, and it was Ilsa that took up the story. “This all happened after the accident my daughter was involved in. When she was exonerated, then when Michael Babcock was put on trial, and convicted for his crimes, this is what triggered everything.” She paused and looked directly at Chief Brant. “We have evidence that several of your officers are involved in this.”
Jason watched the expression on the Chief’s face, and liked that he didn’t start yelling and screaming that they had it all wrong. It took six hours, but the entire case was laid out before them, and at the end, with his hands on his hips, looked at the ‘murder’ board, the men in charge of the three departments turned and looked at him with raised brows.
“What do you want from us?”
“We’re working on getting warrants for their arrests. Larry Mason, Ms. Miller’s ex-husband is in a secure location, and fully cooperating with the DA. The only thing I can tell you is that his is not in the state of California. We felt that if he was, then Grayson/Babcock would have gotten to him. His information that he took to Anderson here blew the lid on this case. However, we need to get our ducks in a row. You guys from the DEA andATF will be there in the initial arrests, but you’re going to have to step in and pick up the pieces. I don’t know if you want him brought in before the arrests, or after, but I believe you need to talk to Duane Manchester.”
“Who is he?”
“He worked for the FBI as an undercover agent for twenty-five years, but when Grayson was appointed Director of Narcotics, he was pushed out. He still had ten years left before he had to retire, but Grayson said if he stayed, he would ride a desk.” When his statement sank in, he nodded.
“He has information, which is all here, about things that he’s seen.” He picked up the remote and pointed it to the screen, and everyone turned when they saw and heard the conversation between Duane and Grayson in Colorado Springs. “This is the conversation the blew this case wide open.” He went on to explain how Katherine had gotten to her destination, without revealing where it was, and when the others asked, it was Clark that stepped forward.
“That’s not something you need to know. All you need to know is that we’ve gathered this information and it’s been substantiated to be true. Katherine Miller is safe, that’s the only thing you need to know about her.”
“What do you want from us?” Brant asked.
