"Rumor has it O'Neil's got cops workin' the festival…"
Vinnie looked up from his desk. "Rumors from who?"
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Harley took another sip from her water bottle before checking the machine again, to make sure that it was recording the conversation on which she was listening in.
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"I've talked with our supplier… and he agrees that we should do the drop off tonight…"
"I guess it is better to do this with O'Neil still distracted."
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After listening intently to the entire conversation, Harley whipped out her cell phone and dialed the AD's number.
"Hello?"
"Their plans have changed…" Harley said.
"Terrier?" he said. "Just what exactly do you mean by that?"
"They found out about the bust we were going to pull at the festival. They're moving the drop off to tonight… It's going down in less than six hours…"
"Are you sure? Are you absolutely certain?"
"I know what I heard..." Harley answered. "And I've got it on tape…"
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"I need to know what room Sandy Foster is in…"
"And just who are you?" Ed asked, not recognizing the man who was standing in front of him.
"I need to speak to Jeffrey O'Neil…" the Assistant Director replied. "He is in there with him, isn't he?"
"What business do you have with Jeffrey O'Neil?"
The man flashed Ed his badge. "My business…" he answered. "Is none of yours…"
"ICU room 239… Go straight and make a left…"
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Jeffrey looked up when heard footsteps coming towards the door. "What are you doing here?" Jeffrey asked.
"There's been a change of plans…" the man answered. "I need you tonight…"
Jeffrey got out of the chair, stepping closer to his boss. "You said that I could have today!"
"Yeah… well… that was before I got the new information…"
"What new information?"
"They're doing the drop off tonight."
"What? I thought they weren't doing it 'til next week… At the festival…"
"Well… apparently there's been a change of plans…"
"Why?"
"Somehow they found out that we were going to be working the festival…"
"All right… well… when is this all going down?"
The Assistant Director glanced at his watch. "In less than five hours…"
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"Gus?" Harley spoke into the phone.
"Yeah…" Gus answered.
"Where are you?"
"I'm… investigating…"
"Yeah… well… I think that your more urgent matter just became a lot less urgent…"
"What do you mean, babe?"
"The drop off is happening tonight…"
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Jeffrey looked over at Sandy and sighed.
"O'Neil… We have to get going…"
"All right… just… give me a few minutes…"
"You've got five…" the Assistant Director replied before walking out the door, shutting it behind him.
Jeffrey moved over to Sandy's bedside, sitting back down in the chair. "I'm going to be back as soon as I can…" he whispered to him, even though he was still asleep. "I'm going to get the men who did this to you, that's why I have to go…" he traced his hand down the side of Sandy's face before pressing a soft kiss onto his closed mouth. "They're never going to hurt you again…" He got up out of the chair and headed for the door.
"Jeff…" Sandy's voice was barely above a whisper.
Jeffrey turned back around. Just when exactly had he woken back up? "I'm right here baby…"
"You… leaving?" he asked.
"I have something really important to take care of…"
Sandy nodded slightly. "Tell… doctor… need… drugs." Sandy said.
"All right…" Jeffrey said. "I will… And I promise you that I will be back as soon as I can…"
"K…" Sandy nodded again.
"All right… I'm gonna get going…"
"Love… you… Jeff…" Sandy said.
"I love you too…" Jeffrey answered.
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"Tonight?" Gus said. "When tonight?"
"Less than five hours…" Harley answered. "So whatever you're investigating right now… I think that it can wait…"
"Are you sure about this?"
"The Assistant Director wants you back on this case…"
"Oh?" Gus said. "All right… Have you talked to O'Neil yet?"
"The AD is taking care of that…"
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"Ed…"
Ed spun around to see Jeffrey. "What is it?" he asked.
"Sandy… wants more drugs…" Jeffrey answered.
"All right..." Ed replied. "I'll get on that…"
"Come on O'Neil…" the Assistant Director interrupted.
"You're leaving?" Ed asked.
"There's… somewhere that I need to be…" Jeffrey answered. "Could you call Reva and tell her to get back here?"
"Sure…" Ed said.
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