James Deen Home Raided Novels & Stories

Tom suddenly panicked, trying to push himself up from the ground, but James kept him firmly pinned down. "Hand over the video and I'll let everything else slide," James said impatiently. Tom coughed twice. "Emerald Internet Cafe."

"What about our daughter?" "Leverage. Richard wants to raise her. I want her trust fund. We all win. Except you." James shrugs. "Nothing personal. Just business." Agent Chen's recording everything. "James Park, you're under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder, breaking and entering, and—"

James was still quiet, folding his arms across his chest without making a single motion. "What are you guys doing in the basement parking lot at midnight?" "Fighting," Jayden answered casually. "Would you tell me what happened?" asked the detective more. "They came to raid our apartment, so we just protected ourselves." The detective glanced at James, who still didn't speak. "Why was the reason?" Jayden shook his head. "I have no idea," Jayden replied with a bitter expression. "Do you have any enemies?" Jayden turned to James, who was still examining the detective.

one of the workers responded, taking the box to bring it inside the house. "By the way, the only thing left in James’ room is the curtains. The crib you picked out will be delivered in about an hour," his mother added. "I'll send you a photo once they’ve installed it." "Thanks, Mom." "By the way, is Deborah at home?" "No, she was kidnapped by my father-in-law today. He said they were going to spend a special day together." “He beat me to it." "Yeah, well, I’m off now."

"Mouse, pull every traffic camera. Every security feed. Track where he went after leaving the compound. Riley, call our allies. Put out an APB. I want every MC in five states looking for him." "What about the police?" Hammer asked. "No police. Not yet. This is personal." I met their eyes. "James killed our president. Our brother. Our family. We handle this ourselves." It took three days to get a lead. James was spotted in Arizona. Small town. Rented room. Using the name David Chen. We mobilized immediately. Twelve bikes. Fully armed. Ready for war. The landlord confirmed James had left that morning. No forwarding address. But he left something behind.

James walked into the living room with his hands shaking as he grabbed the remote and tune in on the news. My mouth dropped as I watched Mr Ranault being dragged by the police with his hands cuffed behind him. A sense of relief gushed over me. After almost a week walking around with my head over both my shoulder because I didn't know what this man was capable of,now he's on the screen with his hands cuffed together for the world to see. He was charged with alleged, assault,abuse,rape, murder, disruption of justice and drug trafficking. I looked at James who's arms where wrapped in his front and his right hand covering his mouth.

Anthony barked, his face red with anger. A security officer burst into the room, breathless. “Someone’s hacking our accounts. We’re losing money and sensitive information fast.” Lorenzo’s jaw tightened. “Shut it down. Now.” “We’re trying, but they’re too good,” the officer said. Before they could process the magnitude of the situation, another man ran in. “Sir, we just got word—the docks have been raided by law enforcement. Several of our men have been arrested, including Cheyenne.”

Somewhere in my mind, I am hoping what he said is true. I went back home still feeling down and repeated the same cycle from yesterday — lay around all day binge-watching N*****x so my head and mind don't explode from too much reading meaning into everything. *** The sound of my phone woke me up from my slumber to see it was James calling, hope blossomed in my chest as I thought — maybe Ivor told him to call me back. But my mind didn't prepare me for what I heard. Police, FBI, raiding company. That's the only thing I picked up from the call before I ran to my living room and turned on the television.

James sighed, took another swig from the bottle and then picked up the TV remote. “No, sir, I don't think you should do that.” Liam said as he tried to snatch the remote away from James' hand, but he couldn't. James turned on the TV, and the first channel that popped up was the news station, they were currently running the kidnapping story; James' name was on the headline. James couldn't believe it. He continued scrolling through all the channels, and it was all the same thing; even the entertainment news channels were reporting on the story. “What the hell is going on Liam? I thought my father took care of the stories?” James asked, the news had sobered him up a little.

And announces, “Finally, after the months that we have been searching for this monster. We have a breakthrough! Love... we have had a breakthrough!” Maria turns her eyes to James with a questioning look. “What do you mean?” “The media that were broadcasting him on live TV have a weak firewall. I have hacked them, and I am on live to them as they are on live TV. “The good news is that they still have Don Mauro with them.” “WHERE IS HE?” Maria shouts out loud, her face filled with excitement as she snuggles closer to James. James continues to smile broadly, looking at his phone as it zooms in closer to a G****e map location.