COLD REVENGE'S
Part 52's. Private Dinners
I waited patiently for a month for Thomas's team to work, temporarily evacuate the Colin apartment, while I continued to do my job as a data source for Thomas' team.
In addition to successfully draining Dench's money, get rid of Gerald Herron's interest in me. I'm pounding waiting for the development of the Herron case.
"His cargo ship is sailing, maybe in 5 days it will arrive at the Italian port, Livorno, and then continue the journey to Valencia, New York and Miami." Thomas spoke to me about the developments in the Herron case.
"Will there be any forbidden goods in each port."
"Yes, they supply Italy and Spain this time, live to the UK."
"You have to catch on in Italy and Spain, right?"
"Yes this is risky, the voyage takes 9-10 days, but the legal force works once the goods touch the US port, on the US side. the DEA prosecutor said because we had all the evidence of ownership and the main supplier they only needed to ship into the US territory. The goods have not been taken no effect."
"Ohh so Herron can still be prosecuted."
"Herron will still be able to be indicted, because we already hold all the evidence that they brought in, distributed it themselves, this great advance because we could hijack Gerald Herron's cell phone. While we are stalling in Europe by slowing down customs releases. The Italian and Spanish sides are willing to cooperate, as we provide complete data to those who receive the goods. The point is they just follow the container. It was put in the machine."
"Finally..." I let out a sigh of relief. It feels less burden.
"Karma is turned around. His father used to put your father in jail, now turned around. Sometimes the way the world works is weird."
"Yes, I didn't expect an end like this either."
"Ohh yes Colin three days ago he went to NY today he is preparing political support for this case. I don't know if he's going to LA or not."
"Ohh so."
"You still live in his apartment?"
"Well, if there's any progress we'll let you know."
In a moment, I'll have a chance to visit Dench in prison.
Someone knocked on the door, who? Seven o'clock at night? Could Colin go to LA? God, why didn't he tell me he was in LA.
I quickly saw who was at the door. It was really Colin with his suitcase.
"Senior, why didn't you tell me you were coming." I opened the door for him.
"Why? You got any guests here?" He even barks into his own apartment not daring to enter.
"What do you mean I have guests?"
"Man?"
"You think I'm crazy?" He thought I was crazy to bring someone else to his place, already given a free place to stay just been grateful, he grimaced funny and walked in.
"What's wrong, if I told you you'd feel awkward and move on. Just wear it for as long as you need to, I'm only here three days and then I'm back in London."
"Have you eaten?"
"Ohhh you have food, I ate on the plane but the plane never tasted too good." He circulated his gaze to the sitting room that was merged with that dining room. "It feels like if the house in a woman's residence will be different, this apartment has a different aroma now." Must have smelled roasted chicken in the oven.
"Ohh I'm roasting honey chicken, your nose is not wrong, I have an easy cooking time when I get home from work. Soon it's over, I'll get it ready for you. We're having dinner together." I laughed because he said he smelled different.