From the elevated cabin of his black semi-truck, Special Agent Carter casually adjusted his jacket, concealing the gold badge once more. He watched the tactical team drag the disgraced, weeping officer into the back of a black SUV. The desert highway, once a trap for the innocent, had finally been cleansed. Carter shifted the massive truck into gear, the heavy diesel engine roaring back to life, and slowly drove away, leaving the ruins of a corrupt empire in his rearview mirror.
Corrupt Cops Demanded $2,000 From a Trucker — Then the FBI Wiretap Recorded Their Entire Shakedown
Chapter 7
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