Chapter Four Retribution
Jerry Brewster and his dock workers were able to unload all of the eight trucks filled with merchandise from overseas, now they had to make sure that everyone was going to be paid in the first place by the organization.
He was watching everyone making sure everyone was cleaning up the dock section for the last hour of the shift, he needed to make a few phone calls to the East Coast, even though late for New York City.
He tells his dock supervisor that he was leaving to go for his office to make the phone calls.
He knew Brad Pierson's Black Ops members, and no doubt they knew where Jackson Hunt would be, even if he was going against his bosses orders to not make contact with them in the first place, or anyone else matter of fact.
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New York City Police Plaza Drive
Commissioner James Burrows was working really late having to finish up the last of his paperwork, when his phone started to ring, the caller I.D. showed to be from Los Angelos, California.
He goes to pick it up on the third ring. "Hello!"
"It's Brewster, just to let you know that Loksat's West Coast main warehouse is in trouble, I am getting very close to finding the log books on all illegal transactions from overseas."
"Just be sure your not caught, I can't afford to lose my best undercover man for the department."
"I have been very careful, even though Whitman is freaked out with the death of Vice President Emery."
"Along with everybody else in this country!, and besides something else big is going to be happening soon, for when it comes to Jackson Hunt, I haven't been able to figure it out at this time."
"Look I have to go, I just might know where, I have there contact numbers, just in case I ever needed anything from them over the years."
"Just be sure to keep me in the loop.
"Of course!, Have I ever stared you wrong ever before?" While looking around for anyone around the outside of his office. "I have to go before I am spotted talking to the you in the first place.
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Joshua, Tyrone and Jerome were going over the plan discussions on the operation tomorrow at the bank. All was all set with everything, despite having gone over it several times.
Once everybody was done, Joshua's phone was going off, while the others were heading back to there rooms for the evening.
He noticed the call was from L.A., California area code, and he only knew one person that lives there.
"Brewster, Old buddy, how are you, how's the job?
"Joshua, it's been four years, how is it going for you and your Black Ops unit in Albany?"
"Busy as ever!, but your not calling me because of them?"
"No, I need a big favor, I am willing to pay you a great deal of money for the information?"
"I need to find out just where is Jackson Hunt is hiding out, after hiring someone to murder Vice President James Emery?"
"Give me a few days, and I will call you back with the information."
"Fair enough Joshua, just make sure it's soon, or I will have no other choice to look elsewhere for the job to find him."
"No problem!" The calls ends, with Joshua having to start laughing at the irony of the entire situation.