lied. I bent the truth. For the moment, there was no reason for Amy to think I didnât still carry a badge. It was a useful fiction and I could use it for a few more days without getting caught; paperwork traveled slowly down on Jefferson Street. I had used my name and badge number that afternoon to run my scumbag through the NCIC. His wallet had two stolen credit cards and fifteen dollars cash, but his California driverâs license was true. And he was a member of La Familiaâon parole after doing time for assault and weapons possession, the latest in a long and violent sheet.
âHereâs a gift for lighting your backyard grill.â I reached into my windbreaker pocket and tossed Amy the yellow book of matches. She studied it all of five seconds.
âWhere did you get this, David?â
âOff a banger who was watching the house the other night. Heâs La Fam. Then I took a little field trip, too. Quite an operation at Jesus Is Lord. Good ole Barney.â
âYou know you shouldnât be doing this.â Her voice assumed a taut, supervisory tone. âIf you see a suspicious vehicle, call PPD. This isnât a county case and youâre personally involved anyway. I canât believe you did that.â
But I did, so I just smiled at her, and let the silence collect between us.
âHowâs Lindsey taking all this?â
âSheâs concerned. Sheâs in D.C.â
âAlready? Well, sheâll go far. Fighting cyber attacks is the growing field and sheâs got the skills.â
I didnât go for the distraction. I just watched her and kept my mouth shut.
âLook,â she said, âyou know Phoenix is the center for people smuggling into the United States. The
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bring them across the desert and once theyâre here, they spread out all over the country. Even corporations hire the smugglers to get them to the poultry and hog operations in North Carolina or the packing plants in Nebraska. Weâre number one in kidnappings and almost all of that is tied into the people smuggling. Now the probability is high that weâve become ground zero in the drug trafficking organizationsâ ongoing expansion in this country. So if La Familia has shown up, it doesnât surprise me.â
âAnd they say we donât have a diverse economy.â
She didnât smile. âLocal law enforcement is not ready for whatâs coming, David. That war down in Juarez and Tijuanaâit could come here. The people behind their gated communities think this wonât touch them. Theyâre wrong.â
âBut I thought tax cuts would solve everything,â I said.
âThe thing is, we donât just import and distribute, with all the bodies along the way. Weâre probably the biggest hub for firearms smuggling back the other way.â
âThe drug war in Mexico.â
âExactly,â she said. âCalderonâs offensive has set off a bloodbath down there. The cartels get their guns from here.â The Mexican president had promised an offensive against the narcos, and the border had been convulsed with violence. I wondered when we would have a failed state on our southern flank. And the firepower for the bad guys was courtesy of the good old U.S. of A.
I asked her if it was that easy.
She nodded emphatically. âThe gun laws are so lax. There are six thousand licensed gun dealers in the border states and we have two hundred agents to police them. Try to get an Arizona jury to convict these gun dealers. Not going to happen.â
I listened as she explained the enterprise: American citizens can take the guns across the borderâthey wonât be searched going in. The smugglers hire Americans with clean records, have them buy three or four assault rifles, and take them south. Sometimes they buy at gun shows where thereâs no requirement to notify the authorities. Other times they use licensed dealers.
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