
London England
Agent James Atlas is an MI6 agent dealing with white collar crimes related to tax evasion and money laundering. Since two years he felt suspicious about the emergence of a new company in the last five years.
The late 30-year-old man felt strange because the company - a company that initially closed after being declared bankrupt or bankrupt, but arrived - arrived like getting fresh funds.
The MI6 agent who investigated earlier died suddenly of a heart attack while his successor died in an accident in Cornwall. James Atlas was the next agent appointed by MI6 to continue the investigation.
All the data goes to the top of the British parliament and Bryce Stevenson but when Agent Atlas is about to go deeper, there is always a hitch from the top of parliament.
Agent Atlas is secretly discussing with Jayde Neville Abisatya because he knows the man is close to Ingrid Pascal, Simon Weston's grandson.
It's just, before they go any further, Jayde stumbles into trouble with Triad Wong in Hong Kong and even has to get supervision after returning home to Manchester, making Agent Atlas have to work in silence with Typhoon Abisatya and Jayde so as not to be kissed by the Ministry of Trade he is also a British retail entrepreneur and Scotland Yard who oversees Mark Neville's grandson.
"Have you arrested Bryce, Jayde?" ask James Atlas.
"Done. You can catch it directly. A secure arrest warrant?" reply Jayde.
"It has. With little threat" James Atlas must come to the justice of the night to ask him to sign the arrest warrant for the three brains of the money launderer.
"It's definitely a disgrace you have" Jayde smiled.
"Ohya, he also did not want to not get money from his wife. All this time the finances were set the judge's wife but she also dared to have an affair with the widow of two sons of a dancer."
Jayde's blown away."Congratulations on catching them Agent Atlas."
"Thanks Jayde for all your help."
Agent James Atlas gave the code. "Booked them (catch them )!" he said through the earpiece of all selected MI6 agents who have been standby in the house of each suspect.
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Aberdeen Scotland
Simon Weston watched television reporting on the arrest of the British Minister of Trade, Secretary of Land and the legal secretary of his respective residence by Scotland Yard and the prosecutor's office. Their arrest certainly shakes the British parliament, which did not expect under the government of prime minister Weasley, the scandal of embezzlement of funds from the diamond company owned by Weston Diamond Ltd.
Simon smiled at the faces of the men who robbed him of his money, driven into the prisoner's car.
"Albeeerrrttt !" call Simon to his butler.
"Yes Mr Weston?"
"Reply helicopter. I want to go to London !"
"Good Sir."
Simon called Jayde. "My Boy, have you arrested Bryce?"
"It's Grandpa" Jayde replied.
"Have your father come to MI6 headquarters because Scotland Yard took them there to avoid journalists. Oh Jayde, Grandpa wait also in London !" chortle Simon.
"Good Grandpa. I'm taking Bryce to London under strict guard."
"Good job Boy's. Let it be a lesson for Stephan not to trust someone too much even though he's been with us for a long time."
"Grandpa what do you want after meeting them?" ask Jayde.
"Opa hit with an Opa stick !"
Jayde.
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The presence of Simon Weston, the chairman and owner of Weston Diamond Ltd to MI6 headquarters along with Typhoon Abisatya and Jayde Neville and the guards, made a scene the agents there.
Agent James Atlas approaches the middle-aged man known as one of the billionaires in Forbes magazine with respect.
"Mr Weston, welcome." Agent James Atlas reached out his hand which Simon welcomed.
"Thank you Agent. Now, where's the gibberish trio?" simon asked with a face of anger.
"There's in the interrogation room."
"Bring me there." Simon's blue eyes stared intently at the worried-looking Agent Atlas.
"I'll be with Grandpa Simon, Agent Atlas" Jayde said. "I'll take care of him."
Agent Atlas nodded and let them follow him. Typhoon gave the code to his bodyguards to stand guard in front of the three doors of the interrogation room.
Simon enters the interrogation room accompanied by Agents Atlas and Jayde. The man walked over with a cane and stared intently at the trade minister who was only wearing pajamas.
"Hello, Drake." Simon smile.
"Miss. Weston..." The trade minister's face looked paled.
"You're full of money... And now, it's my turn to ask back !"
TUK !
Simon hit the trade minister's head with his baton. "How dare you take money that is not yours !"
TUK !
"Jayde, what is this low amount of human wealth?" Simon turned to Jayde who took his iPad.
"£200 million. It includes moving and immovable assets."
"A bank account?"
Jayde typed something on the iPad screen and looked at Simon. "£75 million in five banks including Ingrid's bank."
"Call Thomas Hughes, he's Inggrid's deputy. Block this human-owned account. Four other banks?"
"It's spread in London, New York and Switzerland."
"Call Travis Blair, I need his help to give me my legality power to rob me of my money ! And make sure I get double what he took !" sermon Simon.
Jayde smiled and called his Oomnya. "Hello Oom Travis. Can you get to London as soon as you can?"
Simon whispered towards Drake. "You stole money in the wrong family, scum*bags !"
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