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Chapters (82)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. NINETEEN
  23. TWENTY
  24. TWENTY-ONE
  25. TWENTY-TWO
  26. TWENTY-THREE
  27. TWENTY-FOUR
  28. TWENTY-FIVE
  29. TWENTY-SIX
  30. TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. TWENTY-NINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. THIRTY-ONE
  35. THIRTY-TWO
  36. THIRTY-THREE
  37. THIRTY-FOUR
  38. THIRTY-FIVE
  39. THIRTY-SIX
  40. THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. THIRTY-NINE
  43. FORTY
  44. FORTY-ONE
  45. FORTY-TWO
  46. FORTY-THREE
  47. FORTY-FOUR
  48. FORTY-FIVE
  49. FORTY-SIX
  50. FORTY-SEVEN
  51. FORTY-EIGHT
  52. FORTY-NINE
  53. FIFTY
  54. FIFTY-ONE
  55. FIFTY-TWO
  56. FIFTY-THREE
  57. FIFTY-FOUR
  58. FIFTY-FIVE
  59. FIFTY-SIX
  60. FIFTY-SEVEN
  61. FIFTY-EIGHT
  62. FIFTY-NINE
  63. SIXTY
  64. SIXTY-ONE
  65. SIXTY-TWO
  66. SIXTY-THREE
  67. SIXTY-FOUR
  68. SIXTY-FIVE
  69. SIXTY-SIX
  70. SIXTY-SEVEN
  71. SIXTY-EIGHT
  72. SIXTY-NINE
  73. SEVENTY
  74. SEVENTY-ONE
  75. SEVENTY-TWO
  76. SEVENTY-THREE
  77. SEVENTY-FOUR
  78. SEVENTY-FIVE
  79. SEVENTY-SIX
  80. Praise for Blood in the Water
  81. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Javier Carpio was leaning over a table in the back room of a garage near the harbor in Charlestown, speaking to T’phong Soh and his men. The room was far more cramped than the space at the Eastie warehouse, but Soh was determined to move to a new location every day. Cormack O’Connell’s successful raid at Fort Strong served as a reminder that the Irishman’s information network along the water could not be challenged. Soh had been overconfident. He’d been stupid. He’d had the advantage, and now he’d lost it. He was angry, but there was nothing to do about it. Now he had to focus on the plan to help Vincente Carpio escape from custody. Javier and his brother had offered Soh the opportunity to take over a large portion of the drug trade in the United States. If they were able to break Carpio free, they would conclude their bargain and Cormack O’Connell would no longer be an issue—Soh would be able to crush him in a matter of months, and then he could start the process of putting in place his own power base in the harbor. He would have unlimited funds and nearly unlimited power—as long as he could keep O’Connell from interfering in the next few days. The union head’s network was still tied in, and he could still pose a threat to the plans to spring Vincente Carpio—Javier had made it clear that there would be no agreement as long as his brother was in the hands of the American authorities.

There were a dozen men around the table, and they were looking at maps of the waterfront. As Soh considered the strategic options, he realized that he might have been overly optimistic in his ability to break Vincente Carpio from U.S. custody. In reality, the chances of getting through the security at the courthouse were extremely low.

“Courthouse Way,” Soh said, following Carpio’s finger on the map. It was a one block dead-end lane that led to the back of the courthouse and the edge of Boston Harbor. “They’ll have the courthouse surrounded,” he pointed out.

Javier nodded. “They will. But the lawyer says they will focus on the area along Northern Avenue, where the cars will turn onto Courthouse Way, and where there will most likely be crowds of people.”

“Once he is through that point, it will be impossible to get him away. Even if we could get to him, we would have to fight back out Courthouse Way to Northern Avenue, where most of the police will be,” Soh pointed out. “We have to get to him before that.” He looked at the map and considered the streets leading to the courthouse. “Does the lawyer know which direction they will come down Northern Avenue? From the north or the south?”

Javier nodded. “From the north.”