It was easier than shooting fish in a barrel. They were running circles around them and they knew that they could keep getting away with it no matter what they did for as long as they wanted to. They were sending out exactly what they had planned in order to take the heat off the bigger shipments. The current plan they were now using was kicking the JDF and US Coast Guard completely out of the picture literally. What the Coast Guard and the JDF did not realize was that they are running their product at night under the cover of darkness. They've been doing it for years and nothing would stop them now. They had a schedule to keep and no government agency was going to stop them. They came from Kingston and worked their way around to Montego Bay stopping at every port along the way and where they are now is at their last pick up in the schedule. It always happens on Thursday night around ten pm. What they would do is offload twenty-five percent of the product loaded in Kingston and keep the rest for delivery to the U.S. mainland where it would not be found if they were pulled over and boarded. They hardly moved anything from Montego Bay. The drop in Montego Bay was the last before heading for the U.S. coast.

They came into Montego Bay under the guise of a late-night fishing vessel. And every time they were boarded if they were boarded it worked like a charm. People in the JDF were easier to manipulate. There was always someone who wanted to make money and they had a lot of it to spend. They had the fastest boats on the ocean. So fast that they made the trip from Montego Bay to Miami in less than four hours. Those were the ones that he likes the best. Runs that would make him a lot of money in a short amount of time. It's only when they went to Texas that they had to deal with a lot of hassles. There the Coast Guard had a better handle on the intervention of drugs. The same trick in Jamaica won't work off the coast of Texas because Coast Guard members are harder to buy off. It's not to say that they didn't try to bribe many of the Coast Guard members. At first, they tried bribing the lower ranking enlisted listed people thinking that they'd be more open to being bribed but it had failed. What they found out is that they were under the impression that drugs were not the way to make a living. So, believe it or not, the drug dealers have found out that the lower enlisted members were actually an honest breed and unbribable. But when they approached the officers it was a totally different story. Yes, of course, they originally denied any kind of bribe but if you worked them hard enough and had the right incentive it was easy to bribe an officer in the military and nine times out of ten it usually went well for you. They had a lot of military members other than the Coast Guard in their pockets. Most of their information was coming high up in the governments of Jamaica and the United States.

The information that they obtained from both governments was enough to elude any kind of intervention or confiscation of their product. They had invested enough time and money to process the product, ship the product and sell the product they were not in the business of just giving it up. They did all they could to have it not taken away by the authorities. Before long after delivering their product to points south the said product was moved up to New York and from there it was distributed to the people who'd spend the cash to have it.

Xx

Christopher Coke ran his empire with the warning that if anyone crossed him, he would deal with them swiftly and by his own hand. There would be no warning just a quick death. He backed up his threat with action and to this day everyone in the Shower Posse was loyal to him.

What he could never understand the audacity of the JDF. They were never going to stop him and no matter what they did because he'd always hear about it firsthand. He had very well-paid people in the highest reaches of many government agencies. Nothing would escape him.

He never believed that his father met his fate by some haphazard accident. It was too simple for that to happen. But what followed was his being inserted into taking over a well-organized, well run and ruthless drug organization. His father had managed rather than dictated. He, on the other hand, was not so lenient. His father was the backbone of this organization along with Vivian Blake and since his takeover, Vivian was taking a backseat to the operation side of the Posse.

Kingston was where everything fell into place. Everything they moved went through Kingston. The local Jamaican police never questioned them, stopped them or did anything to impede their movements for moving drugs in and out of Kingston and on onto U.S. soil They knew better. It was a simple operation. Cocaine, heroin, and marijuana were loaded onto a cigarette boat and from there they made the trip to Montego Bay to add additional drugs and make deliveries on their way to smaller posts along the route. Once they were loaded there, they started out for points north. Coke alternated ports from Houston Tx., Panama City Fl., and then finally Gulfport, Ms. to keep the Coast Guard on their toes. He had run his boats to each city twice a week with Sunday being a day of rest, he was a religious man after all.

Now the U.S. government had decided to step in and stick their noses where they did not belong. He had known long before the USCGC ship Hamilton was dispatched to aide the JDF. It seems now that there will be additional U. S. Coast Guard ships to deal with early next month. This is a part of doing business and this situation will need to be dealt with. He has people ready for the Hamilton and whatever other ship they try to use to intercept them with.

Xx

The Hamilton has been a thorn in his side from the time that Richard Rodgers came aboard as the executive officer. No matter what Coke thinks of doing they try to counter his moves. That's when he decides to move his operations to a dusk to nighttime operation. It works at first and he moves a lot of drugs to Houston and Gulfport. The determination of the ships X.O. and C.O. there have caused instances where he almost had to dump a boatload of product into the sea to avoid being caught. The X.O. has him more concerned than anyone else aboard the ship. To him, it seems that this man will stop at nothing to put an end to his drug empire. He knows that this man can not be bought the way most of his shipmates have already been bought. If he only knew who he could trust. It was an easy tactic. He would have one of his top lieutenants approach one of the crew while they were on liberty. It was all friendly at first but when they were told of the potential cash they could be earning for just that small leak of information, they were hooked. But if that did not work then the threats would be used. He was amazed at how these men and women crumbled so easily at the mention of bodily harm coming to their family members. The Hamilton's chief radioman was the first. Before long about thirty percent of the crew had been compromised. Mr. Coke had the upper hand and he knew it. Everyone had a price.

Xx

The information he was getting from the Hamilton had more than paid for itself twice over. He had his shipments leaving Kingston around 10 pm. By the time they reached Montego Bay two hours later, it was simply a matter of sending out a small boat out to meet them to pick up part of the shipment. He knew the Coast Guard was running operations during the day and even though they were careful they always kept an eye out to make sure that they were not caught. It wasn't until later when patrol routes and times were changed that he came up with a diversion. For the time being he had sent out smaller shipments ones that never contained more than a pound of pot or maybe a couple of grams to a half a kilo of coke mostly for recreational use at best. The problem was the people who were feeding him the information couldn't get the new times or routes. He knew exactly who was responsible for withholding this information. He would be dealt with. But in the meantime, he would suspend operations in Montego Bay. He would just run his product from Kingston up to the Gulf of Mexico and then return back.

Xx

Along with all the money he paid to bribe people he also had a very sound information system as well. He had more than enough information on Commander Richard Rogers. He knew his mother had died and he had no children. This to Christopher Coke was a big problem. The man was not corruptible. He had nothing to use against him to expose. The problem was no matter what type of bribe he used for Commander Rogers he was sure it would be rejected. Since he didn't have any children and his mother had passed away he couldn't use them as leverage. He's left with only one thing to do and he was seriously weighing the options of doing it or not doing it. The murder of a Coast Guard officer would look more than suspicious. So, while that is an option, he needs to think of a different way to get around his problem.

What he will do is study his adversary very carefully. No man is immune to everything. He has to have a weakness.

Xx

He decides to have one of his men follow Commander Rogers. What he learns will be more than enough to have leverage against him he hopes. He waits patiently in an area of Kingston that has seen better days. He sent Rojay to gather intel on Commander Rogers. And he is waiting for his return.

Not long after, a car drives up stops and parks. Coke gets out of his car and walks over to the car that Rojay is driving and gets in the passenger seat.

"Tell me something good."

"I wish I could. Christopher this man is like a saint. He is a Boy Scout in every sense of the word. He can't be bought and he's on the up-and-up."

"There's got to be something that we can find on him. He's got to have some sort of weakness. How long did you follow him?"

"I was on him for about twelve hours. He only left the ship twice and both times he was doing it for ship business. He sleeps on the ship, eats on the ship, and every free minute is basically spent on board that ship. If you can entice him with some way to get him off the ship then we might have something we can use against him. If not I'm afraid you're going to have to come up with another idea."

"What about the C.O.?"

"I'm not sure who the straighter arrow is Ricciardi or Rodgers. Neither will be an easy mark."

"Rojay, head back to Montego Bay and watch him carefully. There has to be something that we're not seeing. If he goes anywhere, sees anyone, or has a girl on the side I want to know about it. I need something to use against him as leverage."

"Okay. But it won't be easy, the man doesn't even go out to get laid."

"Watch him. And do it quietly. I want you to act like a ghost."

"Yes, Christopher. I'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

"Find me something I can use!" Coke says sternly.

Xx

Rojay heads to his apartment all the time thinking about how he will accomplish the impossible. The man has no vices. He packs a bag with enough clothes to last the week and returns back to his car to make the two-and-a-half-hour trip back to Montego Bay. Knowing that his boss needs this information badly he leaves tonight instead of the following morning. When he arrives in Montego Bay he heads directly to Cokes apartment building to sleep. He needs to come up with something because if he doesn't he might not live long enough to retire…

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