"He is as fish within our net, and are going to nail his wretched ass."
Herman's glass was up as he made a toast. Across the table was a smiling Angela. They were in a really good space and their team overall had gained a new member. A vital one.
"The whole crew must go down," Angela said as her glass went up.
Inside of her head, she questioned the wisdom in the drinking exercise with a man she had a history with. They were on the backdrop of what they both categorized as a battle win in a seemingly difficult war, an aphrodisiac on its own.
"They will, I will not rest until that happens."
They had left Linda's with enlightened minds and had further done digging on Grant. They now had a list of known associates and a rough skeleton of his daily routine. They were going to know more and follow him to all the places he did his dirty work.
