American Tax Officer-Chapter 842 - 422: The Turmoil in New York State
Chapter 842 -422: The Turmoil in New York State
David nodded in satisfaction and said, “Since you all agree, that’s good. I believe that the person who caused the misunderstanding between our sides deserves to be condemned. Do you agree?”
Upon hearing this statement, the three of them were startled again. The person causing ‘misunderstanding,’ was David indirectly pointing at Freemasonry?
For a moment, the three of them fell silent.
“What, do you not agree?”
“Stop beating around the bush, Chief Inspector David. Since we’re already sitting here, just speak directly whatever haunt you have!”
Pezela, somewhat exasperated, asked bluntly.
“Since you want to be direct, fine, I have already said that this incident can be treated as a misunderstanding. Now, I give you two choices.”
“First, continue to slave away for them, but if you do so, you’ll end up disgraced and imprisoned.”
“Second, you publish a statement withdrawing from this midterm election. Additionally, you each must help me endorse a candidate for Congressman!”
Each of these Congressional candidates had their own support groups, and the most effective way for David to position his own people as the state’s Congressmen was to take over the resources left behind by these candidates dropping out of the race.
This was also why he was willing to sit down and talk with these three, rather than just take them away directly like he had with Derick.
“Publishing a withdrawal statement is impossible!”
Pezela immediately jumped out to counter.
For this midterm election, they had no idea how many speeches they had attended, how many people they had lobbied, how much effort they had expended, and now they were on the verge of success, suddenly they were to drop out, who could willingly accept that?
David did not get angry but simply smiled and said, “I’ve said before, Mr. Pezela, if you don’t do that, then your only fate is imprisonment. There is no second option.”
“Ha, if I go to jail just for running as a Congressman, does America still have justice, does it still have laws?”
“Running as a Congressman does not lead to prison, but if your dealings with a large fund from Wall Street and the 110,000 US Dollars in campaign funds you’ve embezzled this month for your children’s education come to light, what would the law do to you?”
Initially, still somewhat defiant, Pezela’s expression suddenly turned gloomy upon hearing this.
At that moment, David took out his phone, opened a webpage of an Ivy League school, found some information, and then turned the screen back to Pezela, said, “Mr. Pezela, your son and daughter indeed did well, both getting into Ivy League schools, and you with significant influence in politics—truly a family of talents…”
“Fake, what do you want to do!”
Upon hearing him discussing his son and daughter, Pezela suddenly exploded in rage.
David did not respond, just picked up a cup of water from the table intending to take a sip.
However, Pezela, seemingly driven mad by anger, threatened, “I’m telling you, if you dare target my son and daughter, once I become a Congressman, I’ll make sure the Internal Revenue Service doesn’t have an easy time!”
Hearing such threatening words, David also became angry, directly splashing the cup’s water into his face, and angrily rebuked, “Listen well, if your daughter’s and son’s futures are destroyed, don’t blame others, blame your fucking self for being unwise today!”
“You…”
Splashed with water on his face, Pezela, though furious, sobered up quite a bit.
David was well known for his tactics; tormenting people seemed an all too easy task for him.
Now that he knew about the mishandling of campaign funds for his children’s education, if he wished, he could certainly fabricate charges and ruin the bright futures of his son and daughter.
Considering this, after weighing the pros and cons, Pezela finally gritted his teeth and compromised, “Fine, I’ll withdraw from this election, but I won’t publicly endorse your supported candidate!”
“Do you think you have the bargaining power right now?”
David looked at him as if he were looking at a fool. If not for valuing the resources at his disposal, he could have just taken him away and ruined him directly; why waste so much time talking here?
“You…”
Pezela was trembling with rage.
“Alright, my time is limited, tell me your choice!”
Pezela glared hard at David but eventually pinched his own thigh and bit out, “Fine, I’ll do as you say!”
At that, David nodded in satisfaction, turned to the other two candidates, and asked, “Conrad, Mr. Benson, what about you?”
“We… okay, we will do as you say.”
Since David could threaten Pezela’s family to coerce him, he could do the same to their families.
Thus, other than compromise, Conrad and Benson really had no other choice!
Moreover, going deeper, as long as they compromised, David naturally would have no reason to harm them anymore.
This was perhaps a small piece of luck amid unfortunate circumstances.
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Concerned about attracting Freemasonry’s wrath?
Currently, they could hardly protect themselves, perhaps even their families were at risk, so they hardly could care about much else.
“Very well, you may leave!”
After hearing this, the three of them did not dawdle and quickly got up to leave.
…
America’s media was pervasive.
And this was about the Governor of New York State being taken away by the Internal Revenue Service, a significant figure.
Quickly, the news of Governor Derick being taken spread like wildfire across New York State and even the entire country.
