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.

his grip, and Marcus pushed the door open, his eyes immediately drawn to the leather armchair facing his desk.

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

raced through a dozen scenarios, none of them

voice cut through the tension. "Good evening,

towards the panic button concealed beneath his jacket lapel,

but laced with steel. "Not when I have information that could bring down the President

eyebrows shot up, his finger pausing. "What did you

the desk lamp. "You heard me, Mr. Russo. I have something you're going to want to see. Something that

the very fact that Ray Shaw was here, in this office, said

his brow rose. You're a known criminal. Anything

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

we," Marcus said, his

that he and the president had a bad history, but it was

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 with the president. Even more so than

"why should I believe

my

Shaw. You're not exactly

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

the Shaw family and the burning curiosity Ray had ignited. If there was even a shred

claim to

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

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

all traces of amusement vanishing. "Very well.

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

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