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Chapter 14 - Federal Marshals Track Richard Down To A Motel

Acting on a anonymous tip called into the FBI hotline, tactical units descended upon a rundown motel outside Macon, Georgia.

The neon sign flickered erratically in the pouring rain as unmarked black SUVs blocked both exits of the parking lot.

Lead federal marshal Vance signaled his team, their assault rifles raised as they approached Room 14 with practiced precision.

“FBI! Open the door right now!” Marshal Vance shouted, slamming his heavy combat boot against the hollow wooden frame.

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The door splintered inward, and agents poured into the cramped, smoke-filled motel room in a synchronized wave of tactical gear.

Richard leaped off the sagging mattress, grabbing a heavy glass lamp and hurling it directly at the nearest federal agent.

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