Due to the lack of resources in public prisons, many criminals arrested by the FBI end up being sent to private prisons like GCO Corporation to be dealt with, so there's a partnership between the two.
Justin thought they definitely couldn't handle this issue on their own, so he wanted to ask the FBI to intervene and see if they could mediate.
After all, both the FBI and the National Tax Bureau are law enforcement agencies in America, and he figured they would give each other some face.
Hearing the name David, Gavin, who had been somewhat relaxed, suddenly tensed up, but then asked as if nothing was the matter, "Of course I've heard of him, what about it?"
"It's like this..."
Justin told him about David targeting their prison, but he didn't explicitly mention that David had compromising information on their prison's administrative staff.
After hearing everything, Gavin finally understood the situation and why Justin had come to him today.
So he was meant to act as a mediator!
But it wasn't just GCO Prison, even the FBI was now under David's control, so how could he dare to act as a mediator or go-between?
And Gavin knew very well what kind of person, what kind of character, David was.
Impeding his tax work was like asking for death.
With this in mind, Gavin could only decline, "Sorry Justin, I don't think I can help you with this."
Upon hearing this, Justin was stunned on the spot.
Their GCO Prison and the FBI were partners, and to maintain prisoner capacity in the prisons, he regularly gave Gavin money and gifts.
Originally, he thought that although it involved the National Tax Bureau and might be troublesome, Gavin wouldn't refuse this favor, but to his surprise, not only did Gavin refuse, but he did so emphatically!
Justin was somewhat angry, and with a tone of dissatisfaction, said, "Gavin, let me be straight with you, David wants our internal account books, and if he gets his hands on them, we'll be in big trouble. You have to help us with this no matter what, and if you get this sorted for me, I can double your share in the future."
Gavin shook his head and replied, "Sorry Justin, it's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I really can't help."
Seeing that Gavin still refused to comply, Justin was completely infuriated and said, "Gavin, you should know that if he gets the account books, our company's senior management will definitely be furious, and you'll be in trouble too!"
"Stop fucking pressuring me with your high-ups, I can't manage it and that's that, let whoever cares take care of it!"
Gavin had decided to stand his ground.
Upsetting the higher-ups at GCO would cause him some trouble, true, but angering David would mean losing his job immediately, and worse, potentially ending up ruined and in prison.
It was obvious to him which was the lesser of two evils.
"Fine, fine, fine Gavin, I will remember this!"
Justin, with a fierce expression, repeated the word "fine" three times and then stood up, intending to leave.
But just as he was opening the door, another voice came from behind him: "Justin, I'm advising you, you'd better do as he says, or else you're not going to end up well."
The reason Gavin warned him was mainly out of fear that if things really got out of hand, it could affect the FBI.
"Warden, it's not the end of the world for us... After all, it's not worth it to fight to the death with the tax bureau and with David."
"Yeah, Warden, the company belongs to those higher-ups, but the money and freedom are our own, it's not worth taking the fall for them..."
"..."
Faced with the verbal onslaught of the people, it was impossible for Marz not to waver.
But at that moment, the phone rang, so he could only pick it up: "This is Marz."
"Marz, don't act rashly. I'm trying to find a solution. Just try to stall for now, don't actually compromise..."
The voice coming through the phone was indeed Justin's.
"Mr. Justin, the deadline he gave is five o'clock, and it's almost five now, I don't know how else to stall..."
"Figure something out, Marz, if you hand it over, we're finished..."
"Mr. Marz, if I don't hand it over, we're even more finished!"
"But..."
"No more, Mr. Justin. A wise man submits to circumstances. Whether it's you or us, there's no need to be martyrs for the company!"
"This... Sigh..."
At the end of the line, Justin sighed helplessly and then hung up the phone.
"Go, tally up the accounts from all your zones!"
On this side, Marz had steeled himself to make a decision.
And hearing his words, Andrew and the leaders of the various zones also heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly went their separate ways.
Sand Bay Branch.
"You think, they wouldn't really dare not to deliver, would they?"
"I don't believe they are that loyal to GCO Corporation, even willing to be scapegoats for them."
"I don't believe it either. GCO is not their family business. Any normal person would choose to save themselves."
As time was inexorably approaching five o'clock, Simmons Bakinison and two others in the temporary office were also constantly discussing.
And just then, the desk phone rang, and David picked it up, saying, "This is David."
"Director David, Deputy Warden Andrew from GCO Prison would like to speak to you."
"Then bring him to my office!"
David's face showed a hint of a smile. They finally compromised, huh?
But this was also expected.