Linda at first didn't understand what Thomas was talking about.
"Yeah, the committee will get together at…" Then she slowly realized what Thomas was saying.
"We can use it easily. The fact that Carter dealt with Sinatra, it's a big weapon for us." He stood up. "We don't need to tell them exactly, but just maybe write a report with little information, that they will start puzzling it out together, that something was happening."
"With that, they would just think he was corrupt and working with someone… but he was working against the President himself…" Her eyes widened as she said it.
"Exactly, and if they really bite on that, when it comes to us spreading more lies that it was because of other agencies like NSBI and that's it, the internal conflict starts spreading more and more until… let's say somehow a document comes out that nobody knew about and it will say that all of it was bullshit, and Carter died because he was corrupt and working with a cartel."
Linda was speechless because it was exactly what they needed, and they finally puzzled it together. "We can release that document when James kills someone close to the Sinatra cartel, fuck, we can even build up more lies on it."
"No, we need to push it as long as we can, because if we reveal it too fast, the Congress and the ministers will push toward a military intervention. A dangerous cartel just came in killing our Vice President and we did nothing about it." Thomas chuckled.
Linda thought about it as she looked down on the document that had hundreds of names of ex-agents and military personnel. "James's action will be said it was our action." She looked at Thomas. "We will say we have a shadow agency or something that acted in top secret to not leak out any information toward the cartel, we will say it was who killed the cartel and everybody that James put his hands on."
"Basically, the peace treaty." Thomas said. "He said we use Silas too, so we can also use everybody that he killed to get more appeal in the public, but it will seem too fast, out of nowhere we're raiding and killing all of the gangsters, moreover that we don't even touch James and his family."
"That will also be part of the lie." Linda smiled. "Toward the news and journalists, we will spread lies that maybe a gangster had his hand in Carter's death, that's why the sudden deaths and raids. I will talk with James about it, acting like we raided him too, or at least a warehouse or something, and it will become more realistic."
"It sounds good, but how fucking long will it take to actually do it, how many people, how many false reports and documents?" Thomas said, shaking his head.
"We do it in one week." Linda said firmly.
"One week is too short, Linda."
"Tell it to James, he already started his killing spree, or at least that Ferucci guy, I think. We need to act fast before it gets out of our hands."
As he said it, his phone buzzed, and she already knew that the only person who loves to call her is none other than James himself.
"It's him." She said as she put the phone on the desk, and Thomas leaned in closer.
Linda answered the call and immediately put it on loudspeaker.
"Linda." His voice came, but it was now a little more harsh. "How are you?"
The question was surreal, because how the fuck would she be, after all this mess they need to do?
"Good…" She said back, looking up at Thomas.
"Get a pen out and start writing down what I'm going to say." James said, and in no time Thomas was already holding a pen and a paper in his hand, and Linda too.
"I'm ready." She said back, as her hand already started shaking.
"So, Isabella Conti died, you can find her in his house with some of his guys." James's voice was like he didn't even care about it. "I advise you to make a raid on the house and pretend it was one of the agencies that did it. Also, there will be a message… in her head. Please don't throw away that knife because it's precious to one of my men."
Linda and Thomas looked at each other… what that message could be.
"We already emptied the house, so there will be nothing valuable in there, maybe some documents with numbers. You can do whatever you want with it, but the most important thing I called you about is that there will be a little shooting on 5th Street and at Marco DeLuca's house, so please I don't want officers going after my people, so tell them to stay the fuck back. After it's over, I will call you and again you can make it look like it was a raid too."
"What about the Sinatra, did Isabella—"
"Nothing, only that they worked together for some stupid reason… so my people will now ask Marco about it."
Linda once again looked up at Thomas. Somehow they both got excited about it, because it just meant they can appeal more to the public if Marco dies too.
"Then I will wait for your call, and don't worry about the police." Linda answered, and that was it, James immediately hung up the phone.
There was silence between them, as they both realized that they needed to act now, and as fast as possible.
"Shooting at 5th Street, oh my fucking god…"
"Let's start blocking the street and sending as many people out of there as we can…" Linda said, standing up. "It's one of the busiest streets and if that crazy motherfucker goes, then it would be a catastrophe."
"You mean Ferucci?" Thomas asked.
"Yes, let's hope it's not going to be him."
Their hopes will be right, because Ferucci was aiming for the big fish, already playing in his head which knife he's going to use to make Marco's life insufferable.