SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 7

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SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 7

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Will looked up as Kieran’s cousin Murphy, one of thebetterrelatives, came in to the sitting room. He resembled Kieran with dark hair, but had a different facial structure. The look on Murphy’s face concerned Will.

He smothered his cigarette. Kieran put a hand up to silence Swindler. Murphy whispered something to Kieran. Kieran pulled back and looked at Murphy for a minute.

“You’re sure?” he said to his cousin. Murphy nodded. “Okay, take a seat.” Kieran turned to the three guests. “It seems as if Warehouse seven has been commandeered by the cops.”

At first, Will was confused. This was not new information to them. They had found out early this morning. And then it dawned on him. It was staged. Kieran wanted to get information out of Swindler. The guests shifted uncomfortably in their chairs.


“Is… is that so?” Swindler said, maintaining eye contact with Kieran. Kieran nodded grimly.


“Who do you think it was that ratted?” Swindler’s minion, Gordon Macy, said.


“I was hoping you guys could inform me.”
The three looked at each other, with fake surprise on their faces.


“Why us?” Swindler asked.


“Don’t play stupid,” Will snarled at them. “I don’t have the time or patience for your dumbass games.”

“We don’ know nothin,” the third one, Liam Bryant said innocently.

Will rolled his eyes. Kieran nodded at two soldiers for the family, who stepped in front of the door to block the exit, and entrance. Will looked over at Kieran, who was staring at Swindler.


“I think you do… especially you, Carl,” Kieran said. Carl looked around wildly to try and assert his innocence.


“I know nothin’, fellas.”

Kieran was silent for a moment, and then looked at Will.


“Break his fingers,” Kieran ordered.
At the command, the three men flew into a panic. They looked around the room for any escape. Murphy got up and stood behind Carl to hold him down. The other two eyed the men guarding the door. Will had relieved the three men of their weapons before entering the room. As Will got closer, Carl grew paler.


“I don’ know nothin’! Promise!” Carl cried hysterically. Will wrestled with Carl for his right hand. Carl tried to pull away and kick and shove. But Will was stronger, and overpowered him. Will grabbed his index finger and broke it sideways with a snap. Carl screamed loudly. All kinds of obscenities flew out of his mouth. Will grabbed his middle finger, and broke that one too. Once again, Carl screamed in pain. Will stopped and looked back at Kieran. Kieran had his hands folded in his lap, and was watching the event with a calm, objective interest. Kieran made eye contact with Will, and nodded. When Will reached for his ring finger, Carl cracked.


“Wait! Wait!” he yelled desperately. “I might have heard something. I might have overheard something about an informant…”

“Might have?” Will asked. “Not good enough.” Will reached for Carl’s finger again.


“Wait! Hold on!” Carl exhaled slowly. “I heard Martha Flannery talking about a rat in the dealer department.”

Will frowned and stepped backwards.

A woman with information would complicate things. Will went back to Kieran.


“Think he’s telling the truth?” Will asked quietly. Kieran was a notorious lie detector. Carl was whimpering and cradling his hurt hand. Kieran said nothing, but cracked his knuckles and pushed his chair forward until he was knee to knee with Swindler.


“If you’re lying to me Carl, I will destroy everything you have- everything I have given you. Especially if you’re unnecessarily involving a woman. If you try to run, I’ll kill you, personally,” Kieran paused for a moment. “That’s a promise.” He half smiled at Carl. “Now… are you lying?”
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