I hadn't made a conscious to hook up with them until then. As I told them what I brought to the table I realized I had. Anna sealed it by saying "Yes!" loudly and pumping her fist. She added "Now thats what I'm talking about." I looked over at her. She was sitting next to me on the other ratty sofa in the room. Her eyes were shining and her headlights were on. "Well well" I thought "Maybe I had just found a soul mate." Shit I had nothing else happening. Now I could move bankers on. Same line of work -- just further up the food chain.
BIC wanted to talk targets. Gene wanted to kiss my ass. The fat girl, Tina was her name, when she saw Anna wasn't looking licked her lips. Windsong just studied me. I studied all of them back and said the minimum necessary to keep the conversational wheels turning. Now that I made my decision I was evaluating them differently. Each had their potential uses. People are tools. Especially when you want to form the kind of team I had in mind. I didn't need four hammers. I was the hammer. The rest of them, well, time would tell.
I also wondered if Homeland Security had physically infiltrated an informer into the group. I doubted it. They would eventually. Someone new would show up or one of the people here would be compromised. That was a given. Electronically I was sure BIC was being monitored. At a minimum his IP was compromised and some basic information on him existed in a file somewhere. That was fine. People like him were a dime a dozen on the Net. If I was filtering for possible candidates for late night door removal he wouldn't show up based on what I had heard and seen so far. That also would change.
I had a feeling I had an idea what model he was thinking about. I had noticed a book case filled with books by the door that probably led to his bedroom. I was going to need to take a look at them. Someones book collection was a window into their mind. Just having them had raised my opinion of him considerably. People who wanted to do what he had in mind were not dumb asses. This wasn't South America or the Middle East though. They were able to disappear because they weren't anomalies. They were the voice and face of a significant minority of the people around them. Gangs were a better model than the SLA or Waco. Yeah me the BIC were going to need to talk. Before that happened I was going to need to generate some credibility. The sooner the better.