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.

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

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

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

for his guards, Shaw's gravelly voice cut through the tension. "Good evening, Mr. Attorney General. Please

instinctively moved towards the panic button concealed beneath his jacket lapel, but Shaw's

said, his tone calm but laced with steel.

his finger pausing.

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

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

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

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

Marcus

known that he and the president had a bad history, but

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

Marcus said carefully, "why should I

my

not exactly

don't waste my time on small matters, Mr. Attorney

for the Mafia and the Shaw family and the burning curiosity Ray

to

desk. "Are you sure you won't

me what you have, Shaw," Marcus

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

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

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