What Happened To Flynn by Pat Muir

Author:Pat Muir
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: detective, burial, murder, evasion, missing, confiscation, moneylaundering, afroamerican, forgery, fraud

CHAPTER 20

I called Drew Ryan late afternoon that Wednesday to give him a synopsis of our plan. He informed me Niles Svenson had prepared all necessary forms to get search and arrest warrants from a federal judge. The warrants would cover the Collins brothers, Swift, Arzeta, Bert Swanson, their offices, their homes and all of Swift’s businesses.

“Are you ready for the operation tomorrow?” he asked.

“I think I’ve covered all the bases except yours,” I replied. “I understand Mr. Jackson will be leading the arrest at Swift’s office?”

“That is correct,” he said ruefully. “I will be there also and will have two other DEA agents with me, but we will need help from sheriff deputies as well as an evidence team with vans to haul off files and equipment.”

“I am having Steve take care of that,” I told him. “Drew, you and Jackson should go to our leased office, which our deputy Emily Rose will open up for you within half an hour after Collins has left to get the money package. You can call in your team from there.”

Drew thanked me, and I continued. “Are you able to be in touch with our communications center, where I will be supervising the operation?”

“Yes. Jackson set it up with your communications supervisor.” He paused and then asked, “You will know this evening where the drop house is, and I understand you or Steve will check it out. If there is a problem, are you going to be able to call off the operation tonight? You don’t want to order a stand-down tomorrow morning.”

I hadn’t thought of this possibility. “I take it you can contact your agents tonight if that were to occur?”

“Yes. And you?”

“My direct participants have radio transmitter-receivers, and I can let them know…but thanks for pointing it out to me.”

I immediately got hold of Thompson to tell him of Ryan’s concern.

“If that happens, my raiding crew can be called off tomorrow morning by regular communication channels since they won’t be starting until after eight thirty,” he responded. “You just take care of your participants.”

It had been a busy day. Steve and I went out for dinner together, and then we returned to the communications center and stood by Hanson as he monitored Andy Collins’s phone. The warrant for the arrest of Joe Bailey had already been issued. Law enforcement agencies across the country had been notified, but there had been no sight of him. He would be a key in the prosecution for both money laundering and murder.

Hanson got the phone call we were waiting for at ten o’clock that Wednesday evening. I looked up the corresponding listing number on the San Diego MLS. It was a mobile home in the Madrid Manor mobile home park in San Marcos. I cursed. Mobile home park dwellers are very communal. They would know immediately that Steve walking the dog was not one of their own. That would also be true of the detectives walking or jogging. There was no parking on the main street outside the park, and street parking in the park was nominally prohibited.

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