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.

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

figure Marcus had only ever seen in grainy surveillance photos and hushed briefings. Ray Shaw, the aging but still formidable head of one of

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

voice cut through the tension. "Good evening, Mr. Attorney

towards the panic button concealed beneath his jacket lapel, but Shaw's next words stopped him

laced with steel. "Not when I have information that could

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

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

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

anything you have to offer, Shaw?" Marcus asked as his brow rose. You're a known criminal. Anything from you cannot be trusted." Marcus

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the President aren't exactly on the best

are we," Marcus said, his tone

and the president had a bad history, but it was not a

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

carefully, "why should I believe anything you have is

my

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

Mr.

over the room. 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

claim to

you sure you won't sit down?

Shaw," Marcus snapped, his patience wearing

"Very well. The

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

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