The arrest doesn't happen.At 6 AM, Agent Chen calls. "We have a problem.""What kind of problem?" I'm barely awake, still in the hospital bed, Damien beside me."Richard's lawyers filed an injunction. They're claiming the evidence was obtained illegally. Fruit of the poisonous tree. They've got a judge—one Richard clearly owns—blocking the arrest until we can prove chain of custody."My stomach drops. "How long?""A week. Maybe more. They're burying us in motions, delays, procedural challenges. It's a stalling tactic but it's working.""A week." I look at Damien. He's awake now, listening. "We don't have a week. He's going to kill us long before then.""I know. That's why I'm recommending protective custody. Safe house. Marshals. Full security. At least until—""No." Damien takes the phone. "No government safe houses. No facilities Richard might have infiltrated. We do this ourselves. Private security. Location only we know about. Off the grid.""Mr. Cross, I understand your concerns
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