That was playing a dangerous game with the Deputy Director of the FBI.
“So he has you sitting on that bar?” Gene asked. “Come on. That’s poppycock too. You don’t believe that, so why should we?”
Kip was to the point.
“We think it’s because he’s worried about a lawsuit,” he stated. “The commissioner knows that the police dropped the ball by letting Corbin go in by himself. He’s been more paranoid than you two. He’s been trying to get information on Corbin.”
Well, he wasn’t getting any.
“Only, he can’t find him,” Payton said. “He’s contacted Corbin’s mother, and she said her son was someplace safe.”
Oh, well, Alice was correct on that.
“We’re being straight up with you. That’s the truth,” he said. “We saw some unmarked cars park near the bar, and we backed up to put space between us. We were going to grab food and head back there in a bit.”
Greyson kept eating, but he warned them.
“Those are Feds. We’re running a sting in a little bit. Our team is getting in place and doing surveillance. If I were you, I’d not go back there. They’ll be documenting all cars and people near the place.”
They got it.
“We’ll stay back. Only, we have to work it. You know how the commissioner is. We have to be there, and now, especially if you’re going in.”
Yeah, that was annoying.
“Well, thanks for the heads-up,” Gene offered.
As for these two, Gene was giving them the brush off. There was no way they were going to get involved in this, and he wasn’t playing more games.
Not.
Happening.
“If you need us, we’re in that black unmarked truck. We’ll be on the North side of the bar.”
Yeah, they wouldn’t need them.
The men got up, saluted, and headed to the counter to get a bag of food that they’d had to have called in for pickup.
“That makes me itchy,” Greyson admitted. “I don’t like that the commissioner is playing that kind of game.”
Gene either.
Ethan wasn’t surprised.
“He’s being blocked by the FBI, and he’s likely scared shitless Corbin will sue. That’s a big fat lawsuit. If that hits the news…”
Yeah, he had bad publicity.
“Well, we’ll run the operation, and handle it without them,” Gene said. “You might want to give the team a heads-up. Who’s leading it on the street?”
Greyson clued him in.
“Antonio is. He was more than happy to tag in. He was free.”
That was fine. They didn’t mind.
“Well, let’s finish up and go shake down the bar. As we were saying before they popped in, we’ve got nada if Cash Masters isn’t involved,” Gene admitted.
