America 1982-Chapter 597 - 130: Do Black Lives Matter?_3

He then began to pick up the recorder to check if the recordings were clear. Tommy, bored out of his mind, picked up the remote and switched the channel to BT’s local Los Angeles news station, where live social news was playing. The black undercover investigator, who had just appeared on a previous Fox channel and had been hired by the financial journalist, was now seen lying on the ground covered in blood, surrounded by police taking photos while the murderer beside him flashed the Blood Gang’s hand sign at the camera.

"Four white journalists, they never considered that their actions could get this poor black man killed. Why did they bring him on camera! Don’t they realize how high the risks are? In their eyes, is a black man’s life not a life?" The deceased black man’s family, accompanied by a lawyer, tearfully accused on camera:

"You say KeyBank is a slave master, but the slave master did not kill him! It is you people, who investigated this under the pretext of justice, that have killed him! Why did you take him to be interviewed! Why deceive him with promises of fame! The reality is, you became the nationally known righteous journalists! And my son has been killed!"

The heart-wrenching cries made the agent couldn’t help but turn his head to look, then immediately lowered his head and continued to listen to the recordings on the recorder.

"That black man really had it rough. One moment on TV he was talking confidently, and with a change of the channel, he’s been murdered," Tommy said, shaking his head with regret and clicking his tongue.

Four financial journalists secretly investigating KeyBank had hired several locals to experience the entire loan repayment process at KeyBank. They thought as long as the hires were not involved in illegal activities or gang conflicts with anyone, everything would be fine. The result was that KeyBank’s scandal broke out in newspapers and on the Fox Television Network. These black men who joined the journalists to talk about their loan experiences showed their faces throughout the segment on the Fox Television Network, speaking to viewers about their loan ordeal. Fox News, with its lack of scruples, is nothing new, and since the black men themselves did not ask for concealment, they certainly did not provide it.

The consequence was that less than twenty-four hours after yesterday’s commentary program was broadcasted, four out of the five black men who appeared on it were slaughtered by the black street gangs. The murderers claimed that they killed because those who betrayed their own had ruined the chance for everyone to change their fate. Without KeyBank, the lives of black paupers would only become harder.

"Yeah, that black man really had it rough. I don’t understand why, in some people’s eyes, a black man’s life is not considered a life," the agent said, after confirming the recordings were fine. He packed up the recorder, stood up, and reached out his hand to Tommy with a gentle smile, ready to shake hands and say goodbye.

On his hand was a small tattoo in the web between thumb and forefinger, a habit most military service members have, marking their former service branch’s emblem or insignia on the web or wrist.

And now, he extended his hand with two fingers bent.

"That’s the emblem of the Navy," Tommy remarked, looking at the tattoo and smiling, "I’ve seen a similar tattoo before." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The agent looked at his own tattoo and smiled, "After graduating from the Naval Academy, I served in the Naval Intelligence Service for three years before retiring and joining the FBI."

"Wishing you smooth sailing in the FBI, sir," Tommy said, smiling as he extended his hand in the same gesture and they shook hands.

The other man nodded, "If you see the captain with a similar tattoo, tell him Oily Hammer sends his regards, Mr. Righteous, farewell."

Tommy stood on the balcony, watching the agent leave his ’eagle’s nest,’ get in his car, and drive away. Then, laughing out loud, he said, "Page, get Er on the phone for me. He should know how to make use of the situation with the high-profile black Mike Bradley and those journalists who got that black guy killed. I’d really like to see how Er’s grassroots black advocacy organization, ’The Rainbow,’ led by someone with a large number of low-level black followers, teaches those bastards who don’t care about black lives a lesson."

Dorothy, holding her freshly groomed orange cat, came over to hand it to Tommy, happily asked, "Did Mr. Tony become a captain?"

Tommy took the cat and stroked its smooth fur, "No, that was his nickname from the Fraternity back in college when they played house."