Finding Justice

The meeting began promptly at four o clock on a glorious fall afternoon. The Payback Team had assembled at Henry s, their favorite sports bar, and the first order of business, naturally, was to order a large pitcher of Guinness. Wade Spike Courtland, the founder and leader of the group, raised his glass and gave a brief toast: To a new beginning. After clinking glasses with his partners, Tommy Chico Martin, and Michael Rocky MacMillan he suggested that they get right to the point. Are we going to continue with our mission, or should we just spend our time playing poker and golf until dementia gets the best of us? It s been three weeks since we got back from Guatemala, and so far we ve kept our agreement not to discuss business. It was great to get in the two rounds of golf, and I know we all enjoyed the weekend we spent cruising on the Chain O Lakes in Chico s Sea Ray, but we need to decide what s next. I m not really sure where to begin, but let me just put a couple of things on the table for discussion. First of all, we lost one of our team. I don t know if either of you has fully recovered from seeing Sergeant Callahan murdered right in front of our eyes, I know I sure haven t. So does that mean that we should hang it up, or, conversely, is that a sign that we should continue with a vengeance? It was a rhetorical question, so he didn t actually expect an answer. They sat in silence for a minute or two, pondering the loss of their fallen comrade. Then Wade continued. And what about the list? I have it; it s right here. Do you remember what Calllahan said just before he cashed? Look in my little black bag... there s a list I put there...I wrote down some projects I wanted us to tackle when we get back in operation again... Well, I guess you could argue that we owe it to him to check out the list again; I know you both looked at it on the plane on the way back from Guatemala, but now we ought to do more than just glance at it. And you haven t talked about it since it happened, but I know you both paid a price for getting involved in our cause. A broken rib, a broken jaw, a concussion, the better part of a day in jail and in court. I m sure you weren t planning on that when you signed on six months ago. Rocky and Chico both rolled their eyes as if to say Let s hope we never have to go through anything like that again. Okay, you haven t brought it up, so I guess I ll just say it. Rob s gone. That wouldn t have happened if we had just taken a pass on this crazy undertaking. No one has ever loved their son more than I loved Rob, and yes, I ve thought of the issue that no parent should ever have to bury a child, but that s now a fact of life in Paula s and my case. I know you both loved him as well. Rocky, you were his godfather, and you both were there when he came into the world twenty-one years ago. Now we have to focus on accepting what can t be changed, you know, the serenity prayer. I m not saying I ve accomplished it, but I m working on it. As Wade paused for a breath, they suddenly realized that no one had touched a glass to their lips since the toast, ten minutes ago. They spent a minute or two gazing at two young women throwing darts about twenty feet away. Rocky was about to break the ice by commenting on the fact that their looks were in direct contrast to how badly they were playing, when Chico spoke. Everything you said makes sense. We definitely need to assess whether the gain is worth the pain. A quick conclusion from what you just said would be to wrap it up and pack it in. But you only looked at it from one angle. Think about the results we ve accomplished. We took out one of the worst drug running cartels in Central America, stopped a hijacking operation that had gone on for years.