What's the response?" I asked, peering at him.
"It's a 'NO GO' from the start." said Muscone. "John Jones, our U.S. Attorney handling this case, has already told him that nothing will be done to help Peter, that you're going for a Death Penalty case. But still he tries. But still he tries."
"The sooner we can try Peter and get him onto the execution table at Jacksonville State Prison, the happier I'll be." I said. "The security measures we're taking to make sure they can't come and get the bastard, at least not alive, aren't cheap. Anyhoo... what else is going on? What's the real reason you're here?"
"The coffee." said Muscone, his beady black eyes twinkling just a little bit. "I do have some good news, though. We've located almost all of the Navy SEAL Team that Trent Ridge and Quint St
