Chapter 345
Author: PRINZY N
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The city breathed a collective sigh of relief. The news channels, usually filled with frantic updates on political scandals and gang warfare, now reported on a newfound calm. But for Max, the real work was just beginning. The storm had passed, but its wake needed careful navigation.

Max sat in his mansion office, the city lights twinkling below like scattered diamonds. Ronald was on a secure line, his voice low and serious.

"Alright, Ronald, give me the rundown on Agent Gonzalez," Max instructed, leaning back in his chair.

"It's worse than we thought for him, Max," Ronald reported. "The internal investigation is in full swing. They've found irregularities in his expense reports, questionable contacts, and a whole lot of unauthorized surveillance. The 'Lobbygate' scandal, as the media calls it, has given them all the leverage they needed."

"And his political friends?" Max asked, a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

"Gone," Ronald stated simply. "Senator Davies, the one who was pushing
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    The city breathed a collective sigh of relief. The news channels, usually filled with frantic updates on political scandals and gang warfare, now reported on a newfound calm. But for Max, the real work was just beginning. The storm had passed, but its wake needed careful navigation.Max sat in his mansion office, the city lights twinkling below like scattered diamonds. Ronald was on a secure line, his voice low and serious."Alright, Ronald, give me the rundown on Agent Gonzalez," Max instructed, leaning back in his chair."It's worse than we thought for him, Max," Ronald reported. "The internal investigation is in full swing. They've found irregularities in his expense reports, questionable contacts, and a whole lot of unauthorized surveillance. The 'Lobbygate' scandal, as the media calls it, has given them all the leverage they needed.""And his political friends?" Max asked, a hint of satisfaction in his voice."Gone," Ronald stated simply. "Senator Davies, the one who was pushing

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