Chapter 7 –
Frank had just crawled into bed when the phone rang. It was Gibbs.
“I’ve been talking to the DA. Matter of fact, I was at his house until just a while ago. He looked at that file Ms. Powell gave us like it was evidence on Al Capone. He couldn’t believe it.”
“What does he want to do?”
“Oh, he definitely wants to take Taylor down, but he’s not quite sure how.”
“What do you mean he’s not sure?”
“We have enough evidence for a search warrant. We go in there and shake down the place. There will be more evidence. We will probably find enough to hang the guy.”
“Oh, I think you’re right, but…”
“But what?”
“Frank, the DA is a politician. Do you know what that means? Do you know what we’re dealing with here?”
“Evidently not, to me it looks like we go in his place, find what evidence we can and then let the chips fall…”
“Yea, sounds good, and we do just what you say and we’ll have every Christian in town, hell, in the country sweating bullets. You know as well as I do that people like Taylor are an embarrassment to legit Christians, but the second we go in there and it hits the news, they’ll every one turn on us. Every politician’s phone will ring off the hook.”
“So?”
“Frank, there’s another problem.”
“What?”
“The feds.”
“Oh crap! Every time I’ve ever heard that, the next statement is ‘and they want us to hold off’. Am I right?”
“It’s a little heavier than that, Frank.”
“Heavier?”
“If it was just some federal agency or something like that, but it’s not.”
“What are you saying?”
“Some senator, Booth I think, is about to investigate Taylor and that whole TV Christian Evangelist crowd. They’ve been working on indictments for the past two weeks. They’re going to try to bust that whole TV Evangelism business. They’re going to make ‘em all produce records.”
“Well,” said Frank, “that’s good, but I got a couple of problems.”
“Problems?”
“Yea, first that guy Booth, the Senator.”
“Yea, what about him?”
“First thing is… he’s a nut!”
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