Chapter 13 - Arthur Tries To Call Corrupt Judges From Custody

Inside a subterranean federal holding facility downtown, Arthur Vance paced furiously inside his glass-walled processing cell.
He demanded access to his private burner phone to contact corrupt appellate judges on his payroll.
The desk sergeant tossed his confiscated phone into an evidence bag with a loud, metallic clatter.
“Your phone privileges are permanently revoked under federal national security and racketeering statutes, Mr. Vance,” the guard stated.
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Arthur slumped against the metal bench, realizing that his lifetime of buying influence could no longer save him.
The corrupt judicial safety net he relied on had vanished under the weight of federal indictments.
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