“Damien showed us a secret RCMP Intelligence report. It was dated yesterday! It was all about the Indos. Laid everything out.”

“The Indos?” said Danny.

“What if it had been about the club? I’d be dead right now!”

“Lance, you’re forgetting something,” said Jack quietly.

“What’s that?”

“I said I would always protect you. Bishop wasn’t the first guy your club corrupted. He won’t be the last. Any reports I write are designed to protect you. I write them as if Damien is already reading them. I don’t trust our judicial system not to order them released to some defence lawyer. Trust me on this. Besides, the team working on the Indos has nothing to do with us. At least, not at the moment.”

Lance let out a deep breath and sat quietly.

“You okay now?” asked Jack.

“Yeah ... I’m okay.”

“What can you tell us about the report?”

“Lots of names, addresses, and stuff. Some in boxes with lines going to circles. Damien refers to the leak as The Mole. I think it came via Leitch because he just got it. I read it a couple of hours ago but was with Whiskey Jake and I couldn’t call you until now.”

“Where is the report now?” asked Jack.

“Damien kept it, but I think he might hand it off to Pussy Paul for safekeeping. That’s not all the meeting was about. Damien is setting up our corporate guidelines. He laid it all out. I suggest you make notes or you won’t remember.”

Jack glanced at Danny and gave a slight nod of his head. Danny removed his notebook and pen.

1) Lance and Whiskey Jake to be project leaders responsible for overall day-to-day operations.

2) Union control, especially at the ports and airport, to be handled by Brutus.

3) Elite mobile hit squad for Western Canada to be formed and run by Rellik, who also has president status. They will be their own chapter unto themselves with no official clubhouse.

“Rellik?” asked Jack.

“Yeah,” replied Lance. “Got that nickname because he’s dyslexic.”

Lance continued and Danny kept writing.

4) Surveillance and wiretap to be done/overseen by Sparks. Top priority is the Vietnamese.

“The Vietnamese,” said Danny. “I thought Damien was interested in the Indos!”

“You guys are doing a pretty good job on the Indos for us. If we go to war and the Indos form an alliance with the Vietnamese, then Damien wants to be prepared.”

5) Strikers to recruit mules in southern Alberta and Saskatchewan — U.S. border may be easier for smuggling there.

6) Pussy Paul to continue handling strip clubs and prostitution and is in charge of intelligence. Actively recruits people with no records to get jobs with the police, judiciary, Motor Vehicle Branch, telephone companies, etc. Handling of police and judiciary sources will be decided on a case-by-case basis. Important ones will always have a go-between so they won’t be caught dealing with any club members.

“How are they recruited?” asked Danny.

“The usual. Sex, money, blackmail, gambling debts, intimidation — whatever works.”

“Intimidation?” commented Danny.

“Yeah. Some coppers are intimidated so they kind of suck up to us. We start them off by being friendly and maybe getting them to do small favours. You know, dropping some chicken-shit ticket or something. Takes time, but then we work our way up to more serious matters. Pussy Paul recruited The Mole, but I don’t know what was used as incentive.”

Danny put the cap on his pen, but Lance said, “Don’t put your pen away yet. I got some more leaks to warn you about, but I don’t know their names. All being handled through Pussy Paul somehow.”

7) One Supreme Court judge — financial incentive.

8) One RCMP narc — unknown recruitment method.

9) A secretary with VPD — thinks she’s in love.

10) Close to turning a VPD detective working Vice — sexual inducement.

“That pretty well wraps it up for now,” said Lance.

“What about drugs? Who looks after that?” asked Danny.

“We try to keep that down to individual cells as much as possible. That way if a couple are busted they won’t be able to link it to the rest of the club. There is some overlapping. Big projects like the ships coming in ... well, that’s treated a little different.”

“How so?” asked Jack.

“All the chapters in Canada are invested in those, but smaller amounts are divided into smaller groups. Naturally, we are all brothers and stand behind each other. If someone is having a problem with distribution or competition, the club name in itself is usually enough to see that we get our way. If our name is not enough, then anyone who is needed will step in to do whatever needs to be done.”

“Like Rellik,” said Jack.

“Exactly. So what do ya think? Enough to keep ya busy for a while?”

“Not enough to keep us busy. Just food for thought,” replied Jack.

“This won’t keep you busy?”

“We’ll try to identify them, but I don’t see a lot that we can do without risking you getting burned.”

Lance nodded and said, “Appreciate that. I would-n’t have known this stuff if I hadn’t just made president. You start a witch hunt and Damien would put it together in two seconds.”

“You think you’ll be going to war with the Indos soon?” asked Jack.

“Damien says it’s inevitable, but with two more ships arriving in the next couple of weeks, he doesn’t want the war to start any time soon.”

Danny gestured to the last four entries in his notebook and asked, “Does Pussy Paul handle these sources direct?”

Lance glanced at the notes and said, “Naw, he would stay insulated. Most of the communication would go through someone else. Usually someone of the opposite sex, but these days, who knows.”

After some further discussion about union affiliation for targeted interests and overseas expansion, Lance opened the door to get out but stopped and said, “Oh yeah, almost forgot to tell ya. There’s something else.” He waited until Danny retrieved his notebook again.

11) Damien to handle public relations in the event of any bad press on the club. Might also arrange some charity drive as a result of the bad press from the labs being taken down.

Jack and Danny arrived back at the office and Jack said, “Take out your notebook, I want you to make another entry.”

“Sure,” said Danny, pulling out his notebook. “Okay, what?”

“Source advises he might be able to set up Lance and Damien but is concerned about being identified.”

Danny grinned when he understood Jack’s comment. If his notebook ever fell into the wrong hands or was ordered revealed by some judge, then the bad guys would think Whiskey Jake was the informant.

Moments later, Jack and Danny told Louie what they had learned.

“I think the report on the Indos came from Dick Molen,” said Jack. “The Mole ... Molen. Think about it. The report is fresh, and two days ago Molen asked me how I knew about the speed labs.”

“What did you say?” asked Danny.

“I told him it was through surveillance. He volunteered to assist. I thought it strange then because I hardly know the guy, but I passed it off as someone else wanting to help.”

“What can we do about him?” asked Danny. “If we do anything, we risk burning our friend.”

“First let’s confirm it’s Molen,” said Louie. “If it is, he will slowly have to be neutralized. All reports to him will have to be sanitized. I’ll speak to Isaac. If it’s him, then down the road we could have him transferred someplace — like Highway Patrol on Baffin Island.”

“This will have to be handled with extreme care,” said Jack. “Our friend’s life depends upon it.”

“I fully understand. We could start by submitting a false report and see where it ends up. Something juicy to demand immediate action.”

“I like that idea,” said Jack. “Maybe indicate the Indos are about to do a hit next week. Speculate that it might be on the bikers. A day or so later, follow it up with another report to indicate that the hit is on some low-level trafficker behind on his debts.”