Chapter 82
I flipped through my rolodex of customer I have accumulated in the last forty years as a human smuggler. Most of my clients were psycho pervert that like little girls, but one of my most notorious clients had a fetish for little boys from Brazil. A smile sprang across my face when I found the perfect client to assassinate James Dobbs. My notorious client is the new police commissioner for New York City named Alex Gross. Mr Gross’s former job as an assassin for the CIA, made him the perfect candidate to eliminate James Dobbs.
“Police commissioner Gross office; how may I direct your call?” the phone operator asked.
“Alex Gross pleases,” I said.
“Can you give me your name, sir?”
“Just tell Alex that Martinez needs to talk to him.”
“Please hold.”
“I told you to never call me here. What do you want?” Alex uttered nervously.
“Senator Jefferson Anderson hired a former Navy seal named James Dobbs to assassinate me today. I need your considerable skills to eliminate Mr Dobbs.”
“I can’t get involved in an assassination, I am the new police commissioner of New York City.”
“Mr. Gross, remember that fourteen year old boy, that I smuggled in from Honduras for you last year, well if you don't help me, I will leak those pictures of you and that boy to the press.”
Frustration swirled in the commissioner’s heart as regrettable agreed to my demands. “Where is Mr Dobbs right now?”
“I just heard from my FBI informant that James Dobbs tortured and killed an associated of my named Mr. Vargas. I am leaving on 3:30 train from Grand central station today. I need your undercover cops to meet me at my place on park avenue penthouse and escort me to Grand Central station. My assassin in the FBI is tracking Mr Dobbs whereabouts right now. If everything goes as planned, Mr Dobbs will be assassinated before I board my train to New Mexico.”
“I will send a squad of my best men to your penthouse. I will meet you at the Grand centurial station in ten minutes.”