American Tax Officer

"Just to testify against Mome and Tiber?"

If he were to directly accuse the Camora Family, then Craig of course would have numerous reservations, but now he was only being asked to testify against these two people, which somewhat tempted him.

Because he was very clear about the modus operandi of the Camora Family; stepping forward to testify against these two couldn't directly threaten the Camora Family, and since it didn't pose a threat to the Camora Family, the risk involved naturally became much smaller.

"Yes, so tell me your decision!"

After pondering for about three minutes, Craig finally clenched his face in determination and gritted his teeth, "Fine, since that's the case, I accept!"

David stood up with a smile on his face and then left the interrogation room, heading into the one next door...

...

Two days later, under David's personal command and with the full operation of the Western Suburbs Branch, many of the core members of the Camora Family were gradually apprehended, and some officials who had close ties with their family were also brought back for cooperation in the investigation.

At the same time, in the Camora Family's mansion in the Beverly Hills area of the Long Beach District.

The seated members of the Camora Family were all frowning, the atmosphere somewhat tense.

About five or six minutes later, Victoria Camorra was the first to speak, "I think we can't just sit here and wait to die. In the past two days, that David has arrested quite a few of our people, and now he's very likely preparing to come after us!"

"That can't be right, Springholt Fubinen promised to take care of us, didn't he?"

"Hmph, haven't you heard? Yesterday, inspectors from the Western Suburbs Branch went to the State Legislature and took away a few officials, who have yet to be released."

"Although that bastard David didn't lay hands on those legislators, he took away some officials from the State Legislature. This is clearly a warning. And now, Springholt Fubinen, Phipps and the others must be beside themselves over this matter, how could they possibly take care of us."

Hearing the words of these two family members, the rest fell silent.

Indeed, just yesterday, inspectors from the Western Suburbs Branch had gone to the State Legislature and took a few officials away for investigation. The news had shocked many people.

That was the State Legislature, after all. Even though they didn't take Congressmen, it was clear to anyone with eyes that the Western Suburbs Branch was giving a warning to those who had stood up against the black tax bill.

"Rickel is right. David didn't just send people to the State Legislature yesterday, according to the information I received, he also went to City Hall and took away a few officials with close ties to our family for cooperation in the investigation. It's very possible that we will be targeted next. Big brother, I think, for safety's sake, we should leave Los Angeles and lay low for a while."

The speaker was Bowersen, the current second-in-command of the Camora Family, who had always played the role of a strategist and advisor within the family. After observing the actions of the Western Suburbs Branch these past two days, he had a foreboding feeling.

Even though their family was known as the underworld emperor of Los Angeles, when facing the massive Internal Revenue Service, they were still not sufficiently formidable, so he believed that the safest course of action was to get out of the IRS's control zone.

"Big brother, Los Angeles is the territory that our Camora Family has operated for decades, how can we just leave so easily?"

"Yeah, cousin, damn it, let's just fight it out with the IRS if it comes to that!"

"Exactly, we all have guns and ammunition, and only one life each, let's see who's afraid of whom!"

Some of the younger members of the Camora Family, accustomed to being domineering in Los Angeles, naturally did not want to flee in such an embarrassing manner and spoke out one after another, wishing to resort to force.

And having operated here for so long, nearly the entire underworld of Los Angeles looked up to them, which was where these young members drew their confidence from.

"Stop your damn blathering!"

Bowersen scolded these youngsters, then explained, "Take on the IRS head-on? With just our few people? They have armed forces, and our firepower isn't even enough to pick their teeth with!"

At this moment, the head of the Camora Family, Rickel Camorra, had a tight frown, and after a long while, he asked in a deep voice, "We've operated with this family model for so many years, he couldn't possibly have anything on us, right? Not to mention we have so many powerful people on our side!"

The Camora Family had operated in Los Angeles for many years and even managed to whitewash their image and enter high society; he believed the IRS would not find it easy to deal with them.

"Our family's model indeed has no issues; even the Long Beach Branch couldn't find any leverage on us, but this David is no ordinary man. Besides, now that he has made his move, he must have some confidence. So, big brother, to be safe, let's first get out of their control zone. After all, with our family's control, remote command shouldn't be any trouble," Bowersen continued. Discover stories with empire

Hearing this, Rickel thought about it and agreed. Although he was very displeased with David, he had to admit that David was indeed not comparable to those from the Long Beach Branch.

This man, upon taking up the post of chief of the Western Suburbs Branch, instantly cleaned up the various crime groups in the Western Suburbs, even forcing the major Hollywood film companies to relent under pressure and choose to pay to avoid disaster.