"So, boss, we know where Karen and Moe are?" Marco asked as the two of them were in the dimly lit motel room with only a single light above them and a flashing neon light outside of the motel. Marco and Vito were holed up in there at Morton, WA due to the fact that Marco killed a park ranger, a federal official, during his escape from Mt. St. Helens. The only smart thing Marco did was ditch the jeep and hike his way to the dingy motel. The local crime boss was gracious enough to allow Marco and Vito to stay, but only long enough for the heat to die down a bit.
"Yeah, turns out Moe pulled out another loan for his pizza shop business. We know exactly where he lives and it's in this dinky place called..." he checked his notes again, "Moon Lake. We got his address, so we're going to pay them a little visit." He pulled out a map of Moon Lake on the computer screen. Vito pointed out where the Charlestons were living. "Saturday night, we leave this dump, drive to Moon Lake, and early Sunday morning, we'll visit the Charlestons. I'll rub out Moe and his wife Nichole for their disrespect, and you can knock Karen out and drag her back to New York." He stared at Marco for a moment. "It's really important that we do this quick before the locals catch wind of what we're doing. We get in, do our business, and get out. Keep it clean and simple."
"Right, boss," Marco replied. "What do we do in the meantime?"
"We prepare. Study the map of Moon Lake so we can make our exit quickly in case the locals do notice us." He pointed to the map, "We have to make sure this goes without a hitch. Once we get back to New York, then you can do whatever you want with Karen." Marco gave a rather lecherous smile when Vito said that.
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At the same time, in an FBI office in Seattle, Agent Baoman was briefing a small group of FBI officers.
"We know that the Gamboni's know where the Charleston family lives. We also know that one of them killed a federal official during their little crime spree here in Washington. This means that if we can catch them, we can arrest them for murder of a federal official among other things."
"Do we know where the Gamboni's are currently?" one of the agents asked.
"At present, no," Agent Baoman replied with a shake of his head. "We found the jeep that Marco Gamboni used to escape from Mount St. Helens, but he was nowhere to be found. It's likely that the remaining Gamboni family is holing up in some motel somewhere, waiting for the APB to expire."
"So, what do you suggest we do?" another agent asked.
"We don't know where they are," Agent Baoman answered, "but we do know where they'll be. We know that they've been chasing the Charleston family for some time now, and we're just now starting to get aware of how the Charlestons are being tracked. We know where the remaining Gamboni's are going to be, we just don't know when." Agent Baoman paused before continuing. "We're going to set up a perimeter around the Charlestons and we're going to Moon Lake to catch the Gamboni family." He paused to think for a moment, "It's important that we work with the local police department. They know the area better than we do, so any ego's you guys might have need to be checked. The important thing here is that we catch Marco and Vito Gamboni, and bring them to justice. You all have your assignments and your portfolio's. I suggest you study them now. Dismissed."
Agent Baoman could hear the agents start to shuffle out of the door with all their paperwork. He was confident that he was going to get the Gamboni family finally, and hopefully, they'll serve a long time in prision. However, he knew he needed to contact the Moon Lake police department and let them know what was happening.