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We're not in Kansas anymore	By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Boondock Saints Views: 1208 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Governor James Devlin paced his opulent office. He did not need this type of situation right now. With an election year coming up he needed all the positive press he could get, not protests at the one prison that seemed to be a permanent pain in his ass. Oswald seemed to be the bane of his professional existence and once again it seemed that Oz was going to be ground zero of a political shit storm.

He looked at Perry Loftus his assistant and shook his head. "What are we going to do? If the Archdiocese starts arranging protests over this, I'll lose the election right here. I may as well just not run at all next year."

"Well Governor they are being held awaiting trial. Most of their crimes were committed in Massachusetts." Loftus said.

"Did you forget that the Roman was killed in the state of New York? That was a fucking bloodbath! That's our mess to clean up. With the hard line stance I've taken against crime, I can't let that slip." Devlin paced over to the sideboard and poured himself a stiff drink. "No matter what I do, I'm fucked!"

"Maybe not sir, you do have a track record of being tough on crime. The Roman and all those who died were criminals. We can pull rap sheets on them to prove it.

If that information was to be made public, it would stir public support for these 'Saints'." Loftus said.

"So what, you want to stir up more support for them?" Devlin poured another shot.

"Exactly Governor. Think about it." Loftus said. "The people of New York State demand mercy and the Governor's office drops the State's charges against them here. After all, they just did what the police haven't done, clean up the streets."

"And how does that help me?" Devlin asked.

"Because then the State of New York and more importantly your office has nothing to do with what happens from there. It's a simple case of the state honoring the request of another state in housing them. Your support of the Saints would buy you support from the church and the public and after a reasonable amount of time you'd be able to demand that Massachusetts take them back." Luftus said.

Devlin smiled evilly. "Now that's why I hired you. Start leaking those rap sheets."

*****

The residents of Emerald city were either gathered around tables or watching the television when Ryan O' Riley exclaimed "Hey! Connor, Murphy; There's something about your case on the news. Turn it up!"

...an unexpected development today in the case of brothers Connor and Murphy MacManus also known as The Saints. The case took a turn today when lead investigator Special Agent John Kuntsler was arrested by FBI agents. Kuntsler allegedly had been accepting bribes From Conzensio Yakavetta for several years. since the death of Agent Paul Smecker who was originally in charge of the Saints case. He has been charged with corruption and Obstruction of Justice in impeding the investigative efforts Of Special Agent Eunice Bloom who was assigned the case upon the death of Paul Smecker six years ago and then suspended due to falsified evidence presented by Kuntsler. Eunice Bloom has been reinstated as the agent in charge of the case.

The camera cut to a recorded interview with Eunice:

"I assure you the Bureau intends to reevaluate all of the evidence in the case of the Saints to uncover the truth and ensure that justice is served. At this point we have no idea how much evidence we have that can be used against them since it appears that much of that evidence was tainted."

Back to the news desk:

In a related story several of the Saints last known victims have been positively identified revealing long standing mob ties. The victims have numerous convictions and arrests in their criminal histories including homicide, rape and drug trafficking...

Connor and Murphy looked at each other as they each absently rubbed the tattooed Latin word on their index fingers. 'Veritas' and 'Aequitas'. Truth and Justice. That night Murphy slept peacefully, untroubled by his nightmare.

*****

"Special Agent Bloom, Welcome to New York." James Devlin said as he pasted on his smarmiest fake campaign smile. "Thank you for coming."

Eunice shook hands noticing the governor's sweaty palms. "Well, One doesn't just turn down the invitation of a state governor." she said sweetly, cranking up the southern belle charm a notch or two. "Although I must admit, I am intrigued as to why you invited me. After all The State of New York has charges pending against the Saints."

"You get right to the point don't you Agent Bloom? I like that, please call me James." He gestured towards a chair. "Can I offer you a drink? Coffee?"

"No thank you, James" She said sitting down and crossing her legs.

"I asked you here because the State really doesn't want to get involved in this Saints mess. Let's put our cards on the table. The MacManus brothers did the state a favor. No one who died that day is worth the cost of a trial so the the State saves money. And with the information that is coming out about the scumbags, the good citizens of New York are not exactly shedding tears over their loss."

"Well the Saints do limit their 'activities' to evil men. The citizens of your fair state are perfectly safe as long as they are not evil. I can't find one instance of those boys harming an innocent person." She shifted a bit drawing the Governor's attention to the shortness of her skirt.

"Yes, and that is why the state has decided not to prosecute the MacManus brothers over what happened at the Roman's estate. There's a growing ground swell of support for their release. I can't do that but what I can do is prevent the case from being tried. Your Agent Kuntsler provided me with this option, since he was the arresting agent."

"You do understand that this is a Federal matter since it crosses state lines." Eunice said. "You're up for re-election next year aren't you Governor? If we find that the information leading to the Saint's arrest in New York was found to be illegally obtained or inadmissible for some reason, the Bureau will not pursue charges in New York. That will free you to handle the matter however you see fit Governor.

Now if you will excuse me, I'm late. I'm on my way to an appointment."

*****

"Father ye wanted ta see us?" Connor asked as the priest beckoned them into the office.

"Yes please come in. Sit down. I have something for you." Father Makada turned and picked up a small rectangular box and set it on his desk in front of the twins. "I was asked to make sure that you get this."

Connor opened the box to reveal an envelope. Under the envelope were two familiar rosaries. Murphy reached out and snagged his rosary slipping it over his head and tucking it into his shirt. The religious piece immediately gave him a sense of comfort.

"Can we have them then?" Connor took the time to ask as he rubbed his fingers over the well worn beads.

"Yes, they are considered a necessary part of practicing your faith, like the bible." Father Makada answered.

Murphy opened the envelope. "Tis from Uncle Sibeal." He said quickly reading the short note before handing it to his brother.

Remember Num 71

Father Makada looked at the two wondering what the short note meant. "Well what ever that means, it seems to have lifted your spirits."

"Aye, tis a family joke from when we were wee lads." Murphy said. "Our Uncle had us ta quote a bible verse at a children's mass. Twas the first verse we ever memorized. We recited tha verse together no problem."

"Tha problem was we couldna remember the book and chapter so we both spit out 'Num 71' at tha same time." Connor said with a chuckle.

"If you don't mind me asking which verse is it?" Father Makada asked.

The twins looked at each other and in perfect unison said, "The book of Nahum, chapter one verse seven."

"Ti's wha we needed ta hear right now. These being troubled times" Connor said.

"Aye, exactly wha we needed ta hear." Murphy said.

*****

"Simon Adibisi," Chucky Pancomo said as he lowered himself into a chair across from the Nigerian. "When are you going to let Marilyn know you're interested?" Chucky asked nodding toward Murphy who sat three tables away with his brother, Kareem Said and Arif. "Better make your move quick before some other big black buck does it first."

"You don't worry about what I plan. My plans are my own. I'll make my move when the time is right." Adibisi grunted.

"What if I could help you make the right time?" Chucky suggested.

Adibisi smiled. "You will make the time right?" Adibisi laughed. "By all means, clear my path. But I want him alive, remember that."

Adibisi got up and walked out of the library making a point to blow Murphy a kiss on the way out. He began whistling as he returned to his pod. The stupid wop was going to get shanked messing with the Irish boys, which suited Adibisi just fine. Pancomo thought with his dick and figured everyone else did too. While Adibisi wouldn't mind having the Saint as his bitch, it would be a small thing.

Having Pancomo and the Italians out of the way so the Homeboys controlled the drug trade in M City? Well that was worth much more than any tight assed-white boy, no matter how pretty. Tits over tail any day, Simon thought, smirking at his own pun since drugs inside Oz were referred to as 'tits'.

He entered his pod to find Kenny pacing back and forth. Kenny's problem was that he just couldn't leave those tits alone.

"Kenny, look what I have for you." Simon said reaching inside he shirt and pulling out a tit.

Kenny reached for the drug only to have Simon pull it back out of his reach. "Come on man! Lemme have my tit!" Kenny begged.

"I'll give it to you but you have to earn it. You are going to warn the Saints that Pancomo and his boys are planning to make a move against them." Adibisi said. "And Kenny don't mention my name."
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