Chapter 15 - The Syndicate Tries To Intimidate The Prosecution
Late on a Tuesday evening, a blacked-out sedan pulled up near the perimeter gates of our Austin estate, dropping off a sealed manila envelope. My security guards intercepted the package, scanning it for explosives before handing the contents over to me in my study.
Inside were high-resolution surveillance photographs of Noah playing in the backyard, taken from a long-range camera position across the valley. Attached was a printed note that read: "Drop the federal fraud charges, or the boy won't make it to his sixth birthday."
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Instead of terrifying me, the threat ignited an unquenchable fire of absolute, ruthless fury inside my soul.
I immediately forwarded the images to the FBI tactical team, authorizing a full federal sting operation to wipe out the network.
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