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.

pushed the door open, his eyes

there, as casually as if he owned the place, was a figure Marcus had only ever seen in grainy surveillance photos and

hand still on the doorknob. His mind raced through a dozen scenarios, none

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

towards the panic button concealed beneath his jacket lapel, but

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

up, his finger

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

be a bluff. And yet... the very fact that

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

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

Marcus

well known that he and the president had

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

carefully, "why should I believe anything you have is

my

You're Ray Shaw. You're not exactly known

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

Marcus found himself torn between 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 / Threatening ita

claim to have?" Marcus asked, his voice

the desk. "Are you sure you won't sit down? You might want a drink for

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

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

a shadowy criminal organization that had been terrorizing the country for years. The Justice Department had been trying to crack their leadership structure for decades, but

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