Chapter 114: Chapter 98: The Congressman Steps In_2

To maintain order on the reservation, teams of Native American police patrolled the area, wearing traditional uniforms, feathered headdresses, and carrying firearms, their demeanor solemn.

Meanwhile, deep within the reservation, in a house adorned with an eagle totem.

"Senator Angstorm, is the tax agency really that difficult to deal with?"

Inside the room, seven or eight people clad in Native American traditional attire were gathered, including Senator Angstorm and a gaunt old man wearing a white feather crown, sitting separately at the front row.

The one who asked the question was an elderly man seated on the lower left side; his name was Tewin Omaha, Dieter's father.

"According to the federal constitution, the tax agency has the authority to freeze anyone's account, seize anyone's property, and possesses all investigative powers in tax matters. Additionally, it has its own lawyers, courts, judges, and armed forces. Would you say that is difficult to handle?"

Angstorm's words made the Native Americans present gasp in shock.

Being Native Americans who enjoyed special tax privileges granted by the American government, they had never dealt with this department before and were unaware of its capabilities.

It was only after Angstorm's explanation that they realized their tribal member might have truly gotten into trouble!

Tewin pleaded, "Senator Angstorm, no matter how difficult the tax agency is, that's still my son. Please, I'm asking for your help..."

Angstorm's face showed difficulty as he responded, "Everything else is negotiable, but your son dared to attempt assassination on a tax agency member; that part is tough to resolve..."

"No matter what..."

Just as Tewin wanted to continue speaking, a disturbance from outside caused everyone to look over involuntarily.

Soon, two Native American men arrived, carrying the somewhat unconscious Dieter, followed by Virginia who dared not lift her head.

This time Angstorm spoke.

Although a senator, with high power and authority in Las Vegas and even in the state of Nevada, he was honestly reluctant to get involved in such matters.

After all, this was a matter involving the tax agency, and as a senator, he knew better than anyone how tricky they were to deal with.

However, he had no choice; first, he had financial connections with the Omaha Family, and second, he needed the votes of the Indian Tribe.

"Even if my business isn't legitimate, the tax agency can't..."

"Shut up!"

Before Dieter could continue, the old man with the white feather crown beside Angstorm interrupted him.

Seeing him speak up, even the volatile Dieter obediently closed his mouth.

The elder was none other than the chieftain of the tribe, Gael Omaha.

Gael looked at Dieter with an authoritative tone, "List your assets and pay whatever taxes you owe to the tax agency immediately!"

Although Dieter was extremely unwilling, he dared not defy his uncle's authority publicly and acquiesced to the command. MVLeMpYr-unofficial-text

Then, Gael turned to Angstorm and spoke in a more congenial manner, "Senator Angstorm, I'm going to need your assistance with this matter!"

Upon hearing this, Angstorm's expression darkened slightly before he reluctantly replied, "Chief Gael, if it weren't for the assassination attempt, this matter could be negotiable, but now...it's a bit complicated to resolve..."

"No matter what, my tribal member cannot just be sent to jail, no matter the cost or the resources, we must find a solution!"