(xxx) Flanagan Sisters Corn Syrup Company Coverup

and counterspike at quarters in Washington. David Harding addresses a group of men around the long, shiny table. Gentlemen, $121,000. Now gentlemen, we don't yet know what gang makes that alcohol or where it's made.

But all over your state, counterspike squads are moving into action. But truck doesn't stop, where's the client? It's the lead that's been obtained from truck drivers,

tavern keepers, and others taken in these counterspike arrays. My assistant Harry Peters is leaving tonight to investigate it. I'm looking for the famous Flanagan Sisters Cornsir company. Is it in here? Don, uh, this is only the garage.

The officers in that smazzy little building right across the street. Oh, receptionist, or something. What a fine art, something about the famous Flanagan Sisters.

Why, but, sir? I'm Harry Peters. United States Counters, sir. Well, Peters, I got known for you. I'm the famous Flanagan Sisters. Only a trade name and I bought the business a couple of years ago.

My name is Hyde Porgon, sit down. A lotta jokes. Why not? I spent half my life here. Is this one of your cans of soup? Label. That is, you know, fine-akin' sisters bending over a hot stove, making their corn syrup according to a receipt.

When you and me, the daughter should answer that. Tell me, do you know what happens to your used cans? Why? Well, do you take them back, for instance? Mike Milk bottles in there? Mm-hmm. A lot of them seem to be used for shipping illegal alcohol around the country.

My cans were. In order to call it monopoly states, well liquor is sold only by state-owned liquor stores. Bootleg liquor undersellers those stores very popularly because somebody forgets to pay the federal alcohol taxes. We figure around three million operation to trace those cans.