David sat at the small table in the back room. Lena stood beside him with her laptop open. The screen showed maps and names.
“Here is the information,” Lena said. “Lieutenant Ramos. He takes payments from Aragua every month. He meets them tonight at the old garage on 8th Street. If you move fast, you can catch him with the money.”
David looked at the details. “This looks good. We will take Riley and hit it tonight. Thank you, Lena.”
Lena nodded but her eyes did not meet his for long. “Be careful. Ramos always has two men with him.”
David left the room and found Riley in the living room. “We have a lead on Lieutenant Ramos. We move at nine tonight. Just you and me. Quick and clean.”
Riley checked his gun. “I am ready. Let us end this one.”
That night they parked two blocks away. The g
