The Moncanos S01E05: The Counter
"Burroughs, the director will see you now", Solanski said ushering him in. Sean kept his head low and took a seat at the conference table. Solanski sat next to him. Langley, who briefed Sean on day one was also present. He felt just like he did seven years ago, when he was asked to take up the covert mission.
"Let me start by saying you're doing a fantastic job Sean. We are indebted to you, this nation is indebted to you", director Sully said in a baritone. Sean's chest rose a tad bit.
"We read your report. These guys have some nerve planning a riot. Now's the time to nail these thugs. Langley have you put together a strategy?" Sully continued.
"Yes sir. We have two options here. One is nip this in the bud, be ready near the Harlem and nab the perps before the tension spills on to the streets. This will avoid a widespread riot but it will also mean we will nab only Baxter, Jeremy and a handful of the mobster's closest allies, but not Lyndon himself. If we can break them into admitting this was Lyndon's idea we can probably have a case against him."
"Option 2 is let the fight spill on to the streets. We'll nab more mobsters but the situation could go out of control." Langley took a seat, clearly satisfied with his presentation.
Director Sully cleared his throat. "Option 1. We are not not going to risk collateral damage. Not on account of these scumbags. Langley, you will be in charge, Solanski you are to assist Langley in every way possible. Let's do this gentlemen."
And that was it. One clear command and the wheels were in motion. The three agents got up to leave when Sully spoke up.
"Mr. Burroughs, stick around for a bit."
"Yes sir", Sean said parking his behind back on the chair.
Once Langley and Solanski had left, Sully spoke. "You have done a fine job here Sean. It's been a very long time, a very tiresome time. I cannot begin to imagine the horrors you must have faced, the constant frustration at wanting to do your job of enforcing the law but restricted from doing so."
Sean nodded. Sully continued.
"We're almost at the end, and now is when we need you the most. Sean you have to convince Lyndon to be there at the Harlem. Convince him that the plan will only work if he is present. It may be our only chance to nab him red handed."
Sean gulped. It was his first day in this office again, the director asked him the impossible and he had no choice but to oblige. It would be the same today.
"I'll do my best sir."
"That's all I ask Sean."
Sean walked home. He needed the crisp evening air to clear his mind. If he played his cards right, in less than twenty fours hours this would be over. He knew what he had to do.
He took a detour that lead to the back entrance of Bottles. He walked in, passed through the kitchen all the while waving and saluting hello and made his way to the pub office. He knew Lyndon would be there.
He knocked and entered. Lyndon was on the couch and to his either sides was a woman, both wearing clothes that left very little to the imagination. Baxter was leaning on the office table emptying a glass of whiskey. He grunted when Sean entered.
"A word boss", Sean said.
"Baxter escort our pretty guests outside please", Lyndon said, slapping their behinds as they rose. They giggled and walked out. Lyndon stood and walked to the bar cabinet. He pulled out a thirty year old single malt and made two drinks. He handed one to Sean. It wasn't in Lyndon's nature to ask, he just did.
"What's on your mind my boy? Tomorrow's the big day, you of all people mustn't be anxious."
"That's the worry boss. This is very big, something too much for Baxter to lead. If I'm anxious you can imagine what the boys are feeling. I think you should come lead the troupe."
"Hmmm. I understand your predicament Sean I really do. It is really crucial this go as plan. I'll decide what to do. You go home and take rest now Sean, good night."
And the meeting was over. Lyndon clapped, the door opened and the girls were back. Sean downed his drink, placed the crystal glass on the table and made a quiet exit. He had tried.
It was up to Lyndon now.