Chapter 7 - Federal Investigators Uncover The Local Syndicate Web Quickly
An unmarked black SUV pulled up to our curb thirty minutes after my phone call with the syndicate boss ended.
Special Agent Vance stepped out of the vehicle, walking briskly up our front walkway in a sharp charcoal suit.
I met him on the front porch, shaking his hand firmly before leading him inside to the living room table.
“Word travels fast in federal intelligence, Sergeant. I heard you made quite an impression at the MMA gym,” Vance smiled.
“Dustin and his uncle’s operation have been bleeding this town dry for years, and local police are bought off,” I stated.
“We’ve been building a racketeering case against the uncle for eighteen months, but we lacked inside operational proof,” Vance admitted.
I slid a thumb drive across the table containing digital logs and financial records I pulled during my investigation.
“Here is every shell company, illegal gambling ring, and extortion payout ledger they operate out of downtown,” I revealed.
Vance plugged the drive into his laptop, his eyes widening as the classified criminal network files populated on screen.
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“With this, we can dismantle their entire organization from the top down by sunrise tomorrow,” Vance said grimly.
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