Chapter 80

In the assistant Attorney General's office for Southern New York, tensions were running high. "For Pete's sake, sir, we've got enough dirt on these folks to throw 'em in the slammer today. Why the hold-up?"

"I wish I could spill the beans, Lewis, but this one's above my paygrade. Not many things fly over my head, but this does. Won't be long, trust me. AG's got somethin' cookin' and he's told me to hold off on those warrants. Just make sure these guys don't try to skip town. If they do, nab 'em for flight risk, and we'll serve 'em up pronto."

"Sir, the Valentinos are movin' like crazy all over the city. Stuff's goin' to Jersey, outta our jurisdiction. They're relocatin' their joints and stash spots, and we're left playin' catch-up. They've got wind of these warrants, they're one step ahead."

"Yeah, I know. Supposedly, it's all part of the grand plan."

"I sure hope they've got their ducks in a row, sir. Years of grindin' down the drain if they mess this up."