Chapter 9 - The FBI Task Force Surrounds The Manhattan Mansion
Before Dominic could answer his cousin, the heavy front oak doors shuddered under the impact of heavy battering rams.
Flashing red and blue federal lights washed through the arched windows of the grand foyer like a violent electrical storm.
“FBI! Federal Bureau of Investigation! Drop your weapons!” a voice boomed through a megaphone outside the portico.
Panic exploded among the remaining guests as federal agents in tactical gear swarmed through the shattered front windows.
Marco drew his weapon instinctively, but Dominic raised a single hand to halt his men from opening fire on federal officers.
“Stand down,” Dominic ordered calmly, watching as an arrogant-looking federal prosecutor stepped through the breached doorway.
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Agent Miller adjusted his tie, smiling triumphantly as he surveyed the chaotic scene of the high-society birthday party.
“Good evening, Dominic. We have a federal warrant for racketeering, conspiracy, and harboring fugitives,” Miller announced loudly.
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