Chapter 291- THE FBI

Jeremy, deep in thought, gazed tenderly at his wife and daughter sleeping in peaceful harmony. He then quietly stepped into the living room, retrieving his phone to study James' company profile one final time. With a deep breath, he steeled himself for what he knew must be done.

Jeremy carefully extracted the recorder pen from his pocket, his mind reeling at the significance of what he held. With a flick of a button, he was plunged into a replaying of James' words, a confession he had surreptitiously recorded during their meeting. Every word, every breath, was immortalized on the device, ready to be unleashed.

With a triumphant smirk, Jeremy paused the recording, his mind already spinning with possibilities. "It takes two to play the game, and I'm not about to lose," he muttered, seizing his phone to call Jefferson. Time zones be damned - while it was night in New York, the light of day still graced his homeland, and he was eager to strike James while the iron was hot.

"Boss!" came J
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