American Tax Officer-Chapter 518 - 267: The Sackler Family Panics

At that moment, Rock’s face was somber, but soon he seemed to remember something and glanced around, asking, "Who fired the gun just now?"

"It seems it was... Hobson."

"Hobson? Where is he?"

Everyone looked around and then realized that the so-called Hobson had not returned with them.

"According to insiders, the tax bureau arrested a suspect at the scene; for more details on the progress of the case, stay tuned to our following reports... "

While everyone was still confused, the broadcast from the television immediately froze the atmosphere on the scene.

The tax bureau arrested a suspect at the scene?

This meant that their associate known as Hobson must have fallen into the hands of the tax bureau.

"Sorry, Rock, things have gotten out of hand, I think I need to go lie low for a while."

"Me too, Rock, sorry..."

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An inspector from the tax bureau had been shot dead, and although they were not the shooters, they were still there at the scene, which could lead the tax bureau to seek revenge and pin this on them.

So these men and women, not part of the Sackler family, naturally did not dare to stay there any longer and one by one, they got up and left.

Soon, the scene was left with only Rock, his face ashen, and after a long silence, he finally stood up and went to the fifth floor of the villa, knocking on the door of a room.

Several seconds later, a man in his fifties opened the door with a scowl and said, "What is it, Rock."

Rock, with his head lowered, said, "Father, there’s been some trouble..."

About twenty minutes later, another villa in the same district, about five hundred meters from this one, filled with many people and vehicles.

After these people arrived, they went straight to the sitting room, where Rock and his father were already waiting.

"Theresa, what’s so urgent that you have us all come here in the middle of the night?"

"Yes, Theresa, you said there was an emergency, what’s going on?"

These were members of the Sackler family, called over so late and urgently, they were somewhat resentful.

"Keep your cool and wait for Uncle Arthur."

Theresa, Rock’s father, said with a grave tone.

About five minutes passed, and then footsteps came down the stairs, an elderly man with white hair walked down slowly with the assistance of a maid.

After he sat down in the sitting room, Theresa said, "Sorry to disturb you so late, Uncle Arthur, but the situation is too urgent."

"Alright, get on with it."

As the head of the Sackler family, Arthur had been through countless major events over the years, and even now, his aged face showed no signs of agitation upon hearing of the urgent situation.

"Just recently, there was a shooting at the Met Bar..."

At first, those present were a bit bewildered, even on the verge of cursing.

After all, let alone the entire country of America, there are countless shootings every day in Los Angeles; what’s so emergent that they needed to discuss it now?

But as soon as they heard that the shooter was a young member of their Sackler family and that the deceased was an inspector from the tax bureau, many began to grow restless.

One middle-aged man with a bald head was in disbelief as he confirmed, "Theresa, are you saying my son killed an inspector from the tax bureau? Is that true?"

Theresa looked at his son, and Rock, trembling, began to speak, "Yes, Uncle Mariano, it was indeed Hobson who fired the gun, and he was caught on the spot by the tax bureau’s men."

"What did you say, how could he be caught, what the hell is wrong with you people!"

The middle-aged man lost control of his emotions immediately. If his son had not been caught, with the Sackler family’s connections, they might still be able to fix things somehow, find a scapegoat or something.

But now, with both money and goods taken, the matter had blown up so big, with the tax bureau’s vengeful nature, they wouldn’t stop until they had destroyed them completely—still thinking of pulling strings?

"That’s not the worst of it. According to information from all sides, the reason the tax bureau’s people targeted Rock and Hobson was due to David’s orders, so I have every reason to believe that this David wants to investigate our tax affairs, and that’s the most serious problem!"

"What, an order from that executioner David?"

"David wants to investigate our taxes?"

"Valda Law, how could this be..."

Upon hearing that someone from their family had killed a person from the tax bureau, many Sackler family members were already very uneasy.

Now, hearing that it also involved David, currently the tax bureau’s number one enforcer, everyone became completely agitated, with some panicking and others completely flustered.

"Snap!"

"Be quiet!"

When the atmosphere on the scene became chaotic, a scolding voice rang out, silencing the crowd, and as they turned to look, Arthur’s withered palm had landed on the table, and the rebuke had come from him.

"Theresa, are you sure this involves David?"

Facing Arthur’s questioning, Theresa didn’t mince words but took out his phone, opened a photo, and showed it to him, explaining, "The tax bureau’s inspector was sent to the University of Southern California Hospital for emergency treatment, and this is a photo of David visiting the scene captured by the media."

Arthur looked closely and indeed saw a photo of David at the University of Southern California Hospital. Discover stories with novelbuddy