CHAPTER FORTY
Mayor Karl Thomas stood in his office and stared out of the window. He gazed out at the empty streets. The alarm had been given for the townspeople to go back to their homes. This, naturally, was passed by word of mouth. Usually, it would be announced over the PA system, but he didn’t want to pre-warn the agent.
Thomas had to make sure that Sheriff Harrison had been taken care of before he made the call to their benefactor, their protector, in Washington.
Soon after he had gotten his instructions, his cleaner called. Someone from one of the old mob families who used to clean up their messes before the heat on the mob came down. The cleaner had felt it was better to disappear than become a permanent resident of the Hudson River.
Something had gone wrong. The Fed had been i
