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"And he confessed." Jack said. "I think it'll hold up in Court, too... you were careful not to actually ask after he asked for a lawyer, and you never said anything about the mothballs, just let him infer..."

"True." I said. "But even so, he's small potatoes, as are his cohorts. They're foot-soldiers, expendable, the lowest of the low. We have all we're going to get from them."

"Okay." said Jack, getting up. "Well, I better get over to the Federal Building, and call my boss."

"Before you go," I said, "let's hash through this. You're the one I trust in all this, Jack."

Jack sat back down. "Okay." he said. "What are you thinking?"

"These chemicals are not just something amateurs put together, Jack." I said. "They are sophisticated nerve agents, on par with stuff the Army works with, or other Federal Government agencies. I daresay they're the type of stuff my nephew Ned or his ilk would come up with."

"I agree." said Jack. "We also know that Superior Bloodlines has people within the Government, and within foreign governments, that could acquire or even make this stuff."

"True." I said. "So let's move to Part 2. These bozos were sent to kill blacks in T-Square's clubs... but more importantly, to kill T-Square himself. What does that say to you?"

"They want T-Square dead, and a lot of blacks to be killed as well." said Jack, astutely stating the obvious.

"Yes, but it says to me that T-Square is the target, and my question is 'Why?'." I said. "My own theory is that they know T-Square is part of the Triumvirate, the group with Jasmine Nix and Big Ice, that are planning Black Militant actions soon."

"I'm with you so far." Jack said. "But you're obviously seeing something I'm not."

"Well," I said, "this could be Superior Bloodlines, and they have every reason for wanting to foment race wars just as the Black Triumvirate does. But then again... what if who is actually behind this little mothball business just wants to stop T-Square, and they're disguising it by using the white supremacists to assassinate T-Square and actually stop the race wars?"

"Okay, now you've lost me." said Jack. He thought for a minute. "So you think this might be some third group, acting to their own ends, not trying to start something but to stop it?"

"Or for their own purposes, which we have not yet figured out." I said.

"That's deep shit, man." said Jack. "I love seeing you solve things that are beyond the rest of us, but it drives me batty in the process. So... what do I tell my boss?"

"Just the facts, ma'am." I said as a quote. "Just give him the facts of what's been found, and Speedy's confession. The rest... either he'll figure it out, or he won't."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"How are you feeling?" asked Cindy as she came into my office at 11:30am, still Wednesday, February 15th.

"Pretty tired." I said. "But at the same time, I'm feeling driven by a purpose. You?"

"I'm doing okay." she said. "I've gotten more sleep that you the past few days, and I didn't fly to L.A. and back, and I napped while you waited for those test results."

"Time well spent." I said. "You know that old Federal installation northwest of the City?"

"The one they told us about when we were looking at that Black Velvet Killer crime scene west of the City?"

"Yep." I said. "It's interesting. I've been poking and prodding, and can't get much on it."

"Have you asked the Miltons?" Cindy said.

"Yes." I replied. "But Myron got suspicious, and so I pulled them off. We suspect a trap is being laid. Someone wants to know how they're hacking in, so I told my guys to lay off for a while. I'm just prodding in legal and obvious ways, but it's like the days of the 'Eyes Only' case, when I get a lot of red screens."

"And no one's called, or tried to come down and kidnap you again?" Cindy asked.

"Nope.

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