The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 137

MISTAKE 137

Chapter 137: Threatening the Attorney General

The moment Justin ended the call with Daniel, lie swiftly dialed the office of a prestigious law firm he invested in. If he needed to mobilize legal aid as efficiently as the Mafia, they were the ones to call.

After a couple rings, an associate picked up. "Louis & Associates, how may I assist you?"

"Linda, it's Justin. I need you to assemble a team of your best. We have a situation," Justin instructed.

"Right away, sir. May I have some details on the matter so I can brief the team properly?" Linda asked.

"Family matters. It is an extraction. Agents are coming for Daniel's wife. If you can't extract her, you must not let be moved alone." Justin said.

"illegal warrants?" Linda asked.

"Very likely. They want her alone. No matter the means, don't let them take her," Justin ordered.

Linda's input on the other end indicated she understood the coded language. "I'll have Peter, Jessica, and the rest of the team ready to mobilize immediately." "Alright!"

"Understood, sir. If we can't get to her, how far should we go?" Linda asked.

"There is no limit," Justin said.

Chapratening the Attorney General

Attorney General Marcus Russo strode down the marble-floored hallway of the Justice Department, his polished shoes echoing across the room. It had been a long day of meetings. and political gatherings, and all he wanted now was a stiff drink and the solitude of his office.

As he approached the heavy oak door with his name and title boldly written on it, he loosened his tie slightly.

handle turned smoothly under his grip, and Marcus pushed the door open, his

as if he owned the place, was a figure Marcus had only ever seen in grainy surveillance photos and hushed briefings. Ray Shaw, the aging but still formidable head

still on the doorknob. His mind raced through a dozen scenarios, none of them good. How

could call for his guards, Shaw's gravelly voice cut through the tension. "Good evening, Mr. Attorney

beneath his jacket lapel, but

that if I were you," Rat said, his tone calm but laced with steel. "Not when I have information that could bring down the President

finger pausing. "What

"You heard me, Mr. Russo.

be a bluff. And yet... the very fact that Ray Shaw was here, in this office, said

as his brow rose. You're a known criminal. Anything from you cannot be

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smile crossed Shaw's face. "Because, Mr. Attorney General, you and the

are we," Marcus said, his tone

was not well known that he and the president had a bad history, but it

now, Mr. Russo. We both know that's not true. The president's been blocking your investigations, stonewalling your requests for additional funding. He's been undermining you at every turn." Marcus's jaw clenched. The old man was right; damn him. The last few months had been a constant battle

said carefully, "why should I believe anything you have

my

Ray Shaw. You're not exactly

small matters, Mr. Attorney General. When I move, it's for something big. And

curiosity Ray had ignited. If there was even a shred of truth to what the

claim to

chair behind the desk. "Are you sure

tell me what you have, Shaw," Marcus snapped, his patience wearing

"Very well. The President of

Guns were a shadowy criminal organization that had been terrorizing the country for years. The Justice Department had been

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