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    Damien gestured to the slip of paper in Jack’s hand and said, “They think the cell number is cool so it could prove interesting to you. They also don’t know I know their address. It’s a penthouse suite backing onto Stanley Park. Fairly lavish. Two bedrooms, mini-bar, plasma television, one desk with a laptop computer and ... a bunch of textbooks.”
    â€œAnd they don’t know you know their address?” commented Laura, with a bemused look on her face.
    Damien ignored the comment.
    Textbooks?
wondered Jack.
Odd comment.
“What type of textbooks?” he asked.
    â€œThey were in Russian.” Damien stared at Jack and said, “So I don’t know for sure.”
    Jack sensed that there was more to this than Damien was letting on.
Or is he uncomfortable admitting that he had his guys break into the Russians’ apartment?
    â€œYou might be interested in who visits them there,” Damien suggested.
    â€œAnd who would that be?” asked Jack.
    â€œHow the hell should I know?” Damien pointed to the paper in Jack’s hand and said, “Don’t lose that. I didn’t make a copy and will have nothing further to do with these guys. That’s all I’ve got to say on the matter.”
    Damien turned away and took a step, but stopped and added, “Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. The shoes didn’t arrive how you might think. But I guess if you had toxicology check them for powder you probably already know that.” He handed Laura another piece of paper and walked away.
    â€œCustoms declaration,” said Laura. “The shoes were mailed to him directly. No cargo ship involved.” She stared after Damien. “So, what was that all about? Do you think he’strying to sidetrack us into working on someone else instead of them?”
    â€œI don’t think so.”
    â€œMaybe he wants us to get rid of the competition for him.”
    â€œHe has his own surveillance team and hit squad for dealing with the competition.”
    â€œComplete with locksmith,” added Laura.
    â€œProbably the one they call Sparks, from the east-side chapter. He does bugging as well.”
    â€œFigure he’s bugged the Russians?”
    â€œI don’t think so. Not after telling us. He’d be afraid we’d find out. No, I think he’s telling the truth when he says he doesn’t want anything to do with them.”
    â€œSo what do you think? That these guys are with the Russian mafia and have got him rattled?”
    Jack shook his head. “Satans Wrath had a problem with the Russian mafia a few years ago. Four Russian brothers were the ringleaders. It took a year or so, but when the bullets stopped, there were three dead Russians and the fourth fled back to Moscow. This is what’s so strange. Stuff like that doesn’t scare him. He said that these two guys make him uncomfortable. For him to admit that—I just never would have believed it possible.”
    â€œWhy doesn’t he just kill them?”
    â€œThat’s just it. I don’t understand.” Jack spoke his thoughts aloud. “There’s something he isn’t telling us. Some potential consequence that scares the hell out of him.”
    â€œSo what should we do?”
    â€œI think we better do as he says. Check these guys out.”
    It was late afternoon as Assistant Commissioner Isaac sat at his desk and gazed at the picture that stood upright on hisdesk next to his Bible. It was a picture of Sarah and Norah. His wife and daughter. Norah was only seventeen when an impaired driver raced through a red light, striking the side of the car that she was in. She died at the scene. Her friend, who was driving, was also seventeen and Isaac knew that she still blamed herself.
    It was not her fault ... I pray that some day she realizes that
. The impaired driver was convicted and lost his licence.
Little compensation for losing our