Chapter 2
"Where do we go from here?" Sportacus asked. He'd called a meeting between the FBI, LazyTown's Finest, and the kids.
"We've been mopping up the mess around the country. Interpol has all the information we gave them. The only unfortunate part is that of all the active members there are still about fifty members on the loose in the US and about fifty in Europe. We have no totals from Asia or Africa yet." Agent Sodja explained.
"So what you're saying is that those that are left still pose a threat?" Stingy wondered.
"Potentially. The local investigators haven't called us in as far as to have us help with the explosion investigation and we haven't offered. Once any remaining Ministry agents find out about FBI involvement, they will try to access our files. Revenge is something the Ministry loves to dish out as I don't need to remind you." Agent Hatten said. Sportacus shook his head. So far LazyTown was safe but for how long was something no one could say.
"What should we do to protect LazyTown?" Chief Dooright wanted to know.
"Nothing. If there are any operatives in the area and they see you beefing up police patrols, recruiting more officers, or anything else out of the ordinary they'll start digging. They find some memo or report or even the latest gossip to see what you're up to and then they'll strike. Their internal communication network maybe down but they haven't lost all their contacts. They are professional killers, computer geniuses, and masters of disguise." Agent Fox reminded them. Robbie had been quiet up until he heard about the 'masters of disguise' part. Ah the good ol' days, he sighed. The ex-villain looked at Sportacus, he was always a shining beacon of happiness which usually made him want to puke but today the hero seemed warn down and melancholy. It looked as though the blue elf hadn't slept in days and he kept sticking his right hand into his pocket. Robbie wondered what was going on when Pixel interrupted his train of thought.
"What about installing plain sight cameras? The police could watch the activity in the town and alert the Chief when they see something." Pixel wondered.
"You have those?" Hatten gave him a look.
"Sure. The FBI bugs things all the time. It wouldn't take much for Robbie and I to get a system up and running once we had cameras in place." The Gizmo Guy said.
"It'd serve as an advanced warning system. Any unusual activity and the cops report it to you guys. You call in HRT and we take them out." Robbie liked this idea.
"Invasion of privacy ring any bells? Do you have any idea how many constitutional rights that violates? You would need warrants up the wahzoo to cover that. Not to mention how much that would not stand up in court." Sodja shook his head.
"Who said you need a warrant? I believe Homeland Security has that covered. We are looking for terrorists are we not?" Robbie smirked. Figuring there would be a ton of replies telling him how wrong he was, the ex-villain continued.
"They threaten this great union and therefore shall be punished as such. Besides if no one knows about it they can't bitch about their rights." Despite the implications, no one said anything. Not even Sportacus.
"With the right equipment, how long until you guys can get something working?" Chief Dooright asked.
Meanwhile, back at St. Peter's Hospital, the doctors marveled at their patient's recovery. They had affectionately called her Pinky since what she had been wearing was pink and her hair was pink. She was strangely comfortable with the name and never objected. With her ribs and lungs on the mend she would need to stay at the hospital for at least another week or so before being released. Since she had nowhere to go, the nurse who had doted on her, Susan Meadows, offered to take her in. The two had grown close and Pinky had agreed. Now asleep in her hospital bed, the girl began to thrash about. Faces in her nightmares looked so familiar but nothing would come to her until she woke up screaming.
To Be Continued…