The phone rang ten times before it was finally answered.
“Eric?”
“Sanchez! Nice to hear from you man. It’s been a while.”
“It sure has. It’s good to hear your voice too.”
Eric was in the FBI jurisdiction under which Hurstville fell.
“What can I do for you?’
“I had a visitor yesterday. A highly placed source who told me about a d**g network expanding to Hurstville. Are you guys aware of the operation? Are you tracking anything that way?”
Eric was silent for a moment. “Who’s your source?”
“He’s highly placed. He told me that his source told him there’s a bunch of corrupt cops involved in this ring and that Hurstville is the last stop to opening a cross-country d**g-running highway. His source set up the network in other towns before Hurstville and is now setting it up in Hurstville t
