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.

and Marcus pushed the door open, his eyes

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

through a dozen scenarios, none of them good. How

cut through the tension. "Good evening,

towards the panic button concealed beneath his

if I were you," Rat said, his tone calm but laced with steel.

shot up, his finger

warm light of the desk lamp. "You heard me, Mr. Russo.

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

Marcus asked as his brow rose. You're a known criminal. Anything from you cannot be trusted." Marcus hated

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smile crossed Shaw's face. "Because, Mr. Attorney General, you and the President aren't exactly on the

Marcus

known 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

carefully, "why

my

You're not exactly known for

because I am Ray Shaw. I don't waste my time on small matters, Mr. Attorney General. When I move, it's for something big. And this? This

silence fell 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

exactly do you claim to have?" Marcus

to the chair behind the desk. "Are you sure

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

traces of amusement vanishing. "Very well. The President of the

criminal organization that had been terrorizing the country for years.

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