"It drives smooth doesn't it?" asked a gleeful Adam Swift bka Detective Mike White as he and the would be Blackmailer known as Mr. Blue drove through the Philadelphia Streets at a little after 1:00 am in the morning..
He sat in the passenger seat with a loaded and powerful 357 mag aimed at Mr. Blue's rib cage.. as they drove..
''Don't get cute Mr. Blue..a shot to your rib cage would not only be painful...but you'd bleed out and die before I could successfully stop this car...with my phone.." he said, laughing maniacally..
and playing with his phone...
Mr. Blue was frightened out of his mind...He had sweat so profusely that his entire suit was drenched..
This had been such a smooth operation for so long in both Miami and Philadelphia ...bringing them in millions in blackmail money until recently...a few clients were unhinged emotionally...The guy in Miami ,who killed himself....almost out of spite and this clown, Terry South...He had felt something bad about him from the beginning...Something bad... This clown had come unhinged and had killed one of their top earners...Angel...then killed his wife and killed himself..
That had brought too much attention by the police...Tangeray Bell ,who he himself had been sleeping with moved the money, but his partner...Evan Townsend
A Venture Capitalist and Stock Broker, who set this whole operation up, said that regretfully she had to go too..She was in those videos also...
Evan Townsend was born and grew up in the Philadelphia suburbs...Both of his parents were Attorneys.. He had an MBA from Wharton and a J.D. from Harvard...He was both an Accountant and a Lawyer..
He was also a psychopath..who with his law school chum Robert Blue dreamed up this scheme to start this fake bank, issue a credit card and collect evidence on poor unsuspecting and rich men, palming them off on hot girls and blackmailing the hell out of them...
They had earned millions..
It grieved Mr. Blue..Real name, Robert Blue to hire a professional killer from out of Canada to come to Philly to kill her...He had heard that she had been weighted down with a cement brick and dropped into the river alive, screaming, gasping for breath...What a cruel way to die...He was glad he didn't witness it,, And now this guy...A slickster, just as ruthless and bad as he and Evan had called a late night meeting in the building they worked in with a lot of lawyers..
A new building, full of people ,who had no idea who he and Evan really were and the huge criminal enterprise they ran...
Evan used his pass key to let us in and we met in the conference room...
Evan asked Adam what this was all about..
"What is the problem Mr. Swift.?" he asked..
Adam pointed the 357 mag at him and tossed him a zip drive..
"This is your problem Mr. Townsend...Your boy and his operatives set me up and tried to blackmail me....Don't worry...I made copies and I mailed em before we left...My attorney will get one ,so if I should just happen to have an unfortunate accident....The FBI and The Philly coppers will get a copy and your boy here will take a fall..unless of course you kill him first like you did Tangeray Bell..."said Adam...
"You uh were a friend of Terry South huh? Look, we never meant for him to kill his wife and himself, not to mention one of our associates...He became unhinged...We don't kill people...If you just want all of the zip drives with you back...I can get em out the safe and we can call it a day..."said Evan...
''Nahhhhhhh, see, I aint married yet...So what if Emily sees em...I don't lose too much...I want something more...I like this operation...I want to be your partner...I want to be a player...Cut me in, make me your number two and everybody wins."said Adam.
"Make you my number two just like that....I already have a partner..Mr. Blue here..."said Evan..
He cocked the pistol and aimed at Mr. Blue's throat..
"Evan please!!! It's just a title..."said Mr. Blue...who was now urinating on himself...
"I don't think you understand Evan..,...I own you guys....I'm not asking....I'm telling you..I'm number two..I mean look...I didn't ask for your spot did I?" asked Adam Swift...
"Okay.....Okay Partner!"said Evan Townsend, who was now shook almost as much as Mr. Blue..
II-
In the next three weeks,
Adam Swift, aka Detective Mike white got copies of their books with names and addresses of their 39 operatives here in Philadelphia and 32 operatives in Miami...as well as the names of their marks and the payoffs made and the dummy bank account in the Caymen Islands and one in Canada where other money was sent...He got router numbers and everything, without Evan or Mr. Blue knowing..
And as planned...He drank at Curly's bar , where the owner, Curly Howard, a retired Homicide Detective was handed off the zip drives with all of the intel he had collected.
Some nights Carlotta came...
Other nights it was Angie...
Other nights it was Sirena
And other nights it was Sissy..Never at the same time and always long after he had left...
At Headquarters
We monitored the entire operation...
"Between our wiretaps and the intel we are getting from the Zip drives Mikey has been dropping off ,we've got enough to make a case and start making arrests."said Tyriq...
"He did a damn good job.."said Duke.
''For a rookie Detective on his first job, I'd say he was excellent.."said Angie.
''And he's scared the piss out of those two lightweights that run this operation..."said Jimmy.
"I can't believe he took over their operation so easy.." said Hop..
"I'm worried...They're not going to agree to a three way split but only so long..sooner or later...Somebody is going to have to go...If we don't want another murder...we'd better bring him in soon."warned Sirena.
"Sirena is right...I think it's time to bring him in....We've got enough..I've got indictments drawn.." I said..
''So do I."said Sharon..
"Chica...Get word to Curly that Mikey is to come in."said Sissy.
"Okay.." said Carlotta.
III-
CURLEY's BAR...
Adam Swift aka Detective Mike White sat in Curley's bar....
''What you know good Curls?" asked Mike..
"I just heard from the Boss Lady...She said to come in...That's an order!" he said.
"Okayy…I'm in.." said Mikey...
"I'm proud of you Mikey, good job....Your old man and your uncle both would be proud of ya.."said Curley..
"Thanks Curls.."said Mikey...
But as Mikey walked out of the bar..
A man was walking behind him..
He spun around ,only to see a gun with a silencer..
"Cool it Adam...I could kill you right here...but if you want to live longer...get in the damn car..." he whispered ..
"What is this?" asked Mikey...
"This is what we call a hostile takeover in the business world...Apparently your partners don't want a three way split anymore...They say they were doing just fine without you...So they called me in to uh take care of you ,Heh heh heh..."he said.. Get in the car..we are uh goin for a swim." he said..
As Mikey pulled off with the man...An alert off duty policeman got the license number of the car..
He ran inside and told Curly..
"Curley....Mikey's in trouble...I saw a guy with him who didn't look too cool, looked like he had a heater with a silencer on it...I got the license number and the make of the car..." said the Officer..
"Thanks Pat, run the bar for me...I gotta call Sissy." said Curly...
and at our headquarters..
Sissy took the call...
"Thanks Curley." she said..
She looked solemn..
''What's wrong?"I asked.
"I should have had him come in yesterday...Apparently..our friends are tired of playing footsie with Mikey or Adam...They called in a hit man...If I'm right...He's going to be fitted for a pair of cement shoes and dropped in the river...."said Sissy.. "I've got the license number of the car and the make.." she said..
"If he just took him from Curleys….We can raise him on the Street and Traffic cams.."said Carlotta.
Looking at the monitors...
"Is that them?"asked Carlotta..
"It sure is...we got em…"said Tyriq.
They're headed for the docks.."said Tyriq..
"Oh No..." said Jimmy...
''What do we do?" asked Sirena..
"Just say the word.." said Hop..
''We got warrants...39 of em...Start arresting people right now..Every last one of these rats involved in this...I'm going to head off that car...I think I know where they are headed.."said Sissy,.
"Duke, Chica...You're coming with me...Everybody else....go get the bad guys,"said Sissy...
"I'll co-ordinate the movements from here Siss and be in contact with you over the radio."said Sharon..
"Thanks Sharon...Keith, you and Hazel, sit this one out..."said Sissy...
"I know, I know.."I said..
IV-
The man with the silencer took Mikey's 357 off of him...
''Nice piece...I'll use it sometime....You won't be needin it.. I'm gonna fit you with some nice cement overshoes..." said the man..
''That's your specialty huh? That what you did to that girl, Tangeray Bell? Tossed her in the drink while she was alive, scared, screaming for her last breath?You're more chickenshit than I thought." said Mikey...
''Keep talkin dead man...You talk a lot, you talk too much...I think you're a cop..."said the hit man as he marched Mikey out to the docks..
Evan Townsend was standing there..
"Well Adam...or should I say Mikey White? You had us fooled for a minute...until you drank that Mocha Latte the other day...I had one of my guys check the DNA on the cup and it comes back, Detective Micheal White...You're a cop...Well I don't know what you've told...probably not a lot because we've flagged your phone and we've been watching you...but you're just going to disapeer beneath the waves and no one is ever going to hear from you again..." said Evan..
"Think so smart guy? I hope you do a better job than you did with the girl.." said Mike White..
''Oh we plan to... See we are using chains on you two..."said Evan...
''Us two?" asked Mike White..
"Oh yeah...I'm getting rid of Blue also..He put this operation in jeopardy...Can't have that...I'll just need a new partner,laughed Evan as he pulled Blue out of his car....Blue's hands were tied...
"For godsakes Evan...We built this thing together...I've been with you since day one....You can't do this...I was your friend, your partner...Don't kill me please!!!"screamed Mr. Blue, who was now beside himself with fear..
''Be a man for once in your life..You don't see Detective White groveling..do you?" laughed Evan..
"You're a monster, a psychopath!!" screamed Mr. Blue..
"Shut up...I think I'll fit him for the cement shoes next...I don't like whimpering pussies."said the hitman...
"Back away from him!...I'm Lt. Sissy Van Buren...you're all under arrest..." said Sissy..
"And you came out here all by yourself." snarled Evan "Not gonna happen.." he laughed..
"From this range ,I won't miss."said the hitman..
"It's been a long day and I'm tired...Now I'm gonna give you one last chance...Drop that gun and both of you put your hands up or else I'm gonna blow you off this bridge..."said Sissy..
"I don't think so.."said the cold hitman..
He aimed the gun at Sissy..
"Say goodbye Sugar Britches.." he said..
''Alright Carlotta, take him out!" said Sissy softly into her shoulder mike...
Carlotta was across the street with her sniper rifle...She took one shot...All she needed..
The bullet went between his eyes, breaking the bridge of his nose and exiting out the back of his head...Killing him instantly....he dropped his gun...He stumbled as blood poured out of his head like a siv...
He pitched backwards and fell into the water...making a big splash...
there was a few bubbles, then the water turned a crimson red...
''I hate when guys call me Sugar Britches. He won't call me that again...That's for sure." said Sissy
''Oh My God! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!!!HE WAS SHOT!!!" said Evan...unable to believe what he had just seen...
Evan turned to run , only to see Duke Baylor and a squad of tactical police..
Duke had his handcuffs out already...
"It's tank time stupid!" he said..
''Did you really think I came here by myself? You can't be that stupid..." said Sissy, as Carlotta joined her, Sniper rifle still in hand..
''I don't know Boss Lady...He looks pretty stupid to me.." said Carlotta..
''Me too" said Duke.. "Read him his rights boys..although...you're a lawyer Townsend...I'm sure you know the drill by heart." said Duke throwing him up against the car as he was handcuffed... He untied and handcuffed Mr. Blue also....
The police read him his rights.
"You got nothin on me....My Dad is a lawyer ,he's gonna eat your lunch.."snarled Evan Townsend..
"Three counts of Conspiracy to commit murder, Wire fraud, Extortion among other things...I'll take that bet.."said Sissy..
"I'll tell you anything you want to know..." said Mr. Blue to Sissy and Duke..
"Tough break huh Evan? You lost your hitman, Your lieutenant just flipped on you and I can assure you, all of your little playmates, here and in Miami...are on their way to jail just like you Evan? Not your day is it?" laughed Mike White as they took Evan and Mr. Blue away in cuffs..
Evan looked at Mike with seething white hatred..
"You better hope I never get out of jail Mikey." he snarled..
"Evan, I worry about you ,like I worry about whether the sun is coming up the next morning." laughed Mike White.. He turned and looked at an exhausted Sissy
"Thanks Lieutenant. I can see you're exhausted...You can tell me later, how you guys found me.."said Mike..
Tyriq, Jimmy, Hop ,Sirena, and Angie and Tactical squads rounded up 39 of Evan's operatives in Philly without a fight...
Sharon made calls to the Miami-Dade Police Department and The local FBI office...
They arrested the remaining 32 operatives in the Miami office effectively shutting down Evan Townsend's entire operation....Sincerity Bank was out of business..
Our little mystery that began a month ago with a tragic murder-suicide ended in us breaking up a blackmailing ring.
Their many victims were glad and felt even better when their money was refunded to them...
A Good Case..
The Canadian Hitman, Aubrey Sams was pulled out of the river...He was a suspect in several disapearences...probably murders....
Hazel was there to see his body off..
"Now this case is really over." she said.
"Yes it is." I said.
EPILOUGE-
Robert Blue turned in States Evidence and was disbarred and served 13 months of a 23 month sentence in a Federal Facility in Colorado..Not Supermax...He's back in Philadelphia ,working in his father's law office as a clerk/processor.
Evan Townsend's parents money and their attorneys couldn't save him..He was disbarred...He was sentenced to life ,no parole for the murder of Tangeray Bell and 15- 25 years for the other offenses...He is presently on suicide watch...
His 39 Philadelphia associates got from 15-25 years in state prison... His 32 Miami associates also got from 15-25 years...
Lisa Johnson was lucky...She was not named in any of the indictments and escaped arrest and a prison sentence altogether.. She quit her job at Hustlers and is working a straight job in an office in the downtown area of the city ,hoping no one recognizes her from her former life...
At Curley's bar, we all had rounds of Beers
and several Martini's
as we all held court...
"Curly, thank you for all of your help."said Sissy..
"I was glad to do it Sissy....Gosh...I was retiring when you were just a fresh faced uniform cop and look at you now..a Lieutenant.." he gushed..
"That was a long time ago wasn't it Curly?" laughed Tyriq, hugging Sissy and kissing her on the cheek.
''Ouuuuuu Sirena ,come get your husband."laughed Sissy,.
''MIKEYYYYYYYYY YOU REALLY BROUGHT THIS CASE HOME MANN!" said Jimmy, who was holding his wife Angie in his arms and on his lap..
Angie leaned her head into Jimmy's shoulder...
''This case was tailor made for you."said Hop, who was also holding his wife, Sharon in his lap,
and squeezing her gently....
''I almost got fitted for cement overshoes man...phew...Who knew Carlotta was so bad ass...She made that shot from almost 100 feet.."said Mikey..
Carlotta smiled..She was sitting on my lap...
"It was an easy shot.." she said..
"I knew you were bad ass....That's what I like about you.."I said, squeezing her tight...
''So you want another undercover assignment?" asked Angie.
''Nahhh no time soon...I'll stick to making above ground arrests for awhile."laughed Mike..
"I know that's right...I've done enough undercover jobs...They can be nerve wracking."said Sirena, who was now sitting on her husband, Tyriq's lap...
''Well tonight, you'll be UNDER MY COVERS!" whispered Tyriq in her ear..
"That's right baby!" said Sirena..
Duke had Hazel on his lap...
"GREAT WORK MIKEY!" he said..
"Great save."said Mike...
"I'm not a cop...I'm a Fed...but can I raise a toast to a good cop...Detective Mike White..?"asked Sharon...
''Sure can...Job well done fella."said Sissy ,raising her glass first, followed by all of us.
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