Agent Lopez appeared more boyish than the youngest beat cop back in New York City. Rafe knew looks could be deceiving and hoped the man was up to the job. Because nobody knew if Pirro would be. Over the next twenty-four hours, Agent Lopez arranged the sting. He’d instructed Pirro to set up a meeting between Biff, Todd and Pirro’s distributor. It had taken a while for Pirro, in his agitated, panicked state, to understand he didn’t really have to get in touch with his Canadian contact. Agent Lopez would play that role. The sting operation was set for ten o’clock. All Pirro had to do was get wired, show up, meet the men, make the introductions and let Biff and Todd incriminate themselves. Rafe and Sara wouldn’t participate in the actual bust; they’d be monitoring the situation from a nearby truck set up with surveillance equipment. Once money exchanged hands, Agent Lopez would arrest Biff and Todd, and, with a little luck, they’d roll over on their ringleader in exchange for some kind of deal.
