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Chapter Twenty two
6th January, 1999
The White House
President Freddie Rawlings
Today is the day we strike. Today is the day I finally get my daughter back. Yesterday, Matt made a shocking revelation. I never knew that he had his own private security outfit. He actually trained men and women and was the head of the team. In total, he had about five hundred men and women but a hundred will be going for this operation. I and Matt would remain here at the white house while his men and some FBI agents invade Joel's house.
We were currently in my office, going over the last minute details. The operation was scheduled to hold later in the evening and by now the teams were ready.
"Mr President, I think we've gotten all the details" Matt said.
"Yes. How would the me
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