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.

turned smoothly under his grip, and Marcus pushed the door open, his eyes immediately drawn to

was a figure Marcus had only ever seen in grainy surveillance

none of them good. How had Shaw gotten past security? Was this an assassination? A

gravelly voice cut through the tension. "Good evening, Mr. Attorney General. Please close the door. We have matters

panic button concealed beneath

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

up, his finger pausing. "What did

lamp. "You heard me, Mr. Russo. I have something

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

offer, Shaw?" Marcus asked as his brow rose.

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General, you and the President aren't exactly on the best of terms these

are we," Marcus said, his tone

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

additional funding. He's been undermining you at every turn." Marcus's jaw clenched. The old man was right; damn him. The last

"why should I

my

Ray Shaw. You're not exactly

dangerously. "Precisely because I am Ray Shaw. I don't waste my time on small matters, Mr. Attorney General. When I move, it's

his hatred for the Mafia and the Shaw family and the burning curiosity Ray had ignited. If there was even a shred of truth to what the old criminal was saying.. Chapple

do you claim to have?" Marcus

the chair behind the desk. "Are you sure you won't sit down? You might

tell me what you have, Shaw," Marcus snapped,

of amusement vanishing. "Very well. The President of the country is the secret

had been sucked out of the room. The Twelve Guns were a shadowy criminal organization that had been terrorizing the country for years. The Justice Department had been trying to

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