American Tax Officer

"Yes, as far as I know, your state government should have signed a contract with a company named GCO Corporation, correct?"

"That's right, it's that company."

"Then what I want to know is, is it possible to replace this company, say with CCA or MTC, these other private prison firms?"

"This... replacing it with another private company isn't an issue; mainly we have signed a contract..."

"I think your contract terms should include clauses such as if GCO were to be embroiled in a tax evasion scandal, the contract would become invalid, right?"

"That's correct, there are such clauses. If GCO were to be caught up in a tax evasion scandal in our Nevada State, then replacing them with companies like CCA or MTC would be justifiable."

Having said that, David no longer indulged in further discussion and turned to look at the senior executives of GCO Corporation.

At this moment, the executives were already swept by a storm inside their hearts.

Many of them could recognize the voice of District Attorney Masfield; it was unmistakably him.

And this District Attorney, not only was he so polite to David but also seemed obedient, which was shocking for them.

More importantly, if it were only the District Attorney, that would be one thing, but Governor Laurie earlier had shown the same demeanor.

That was the leader of a whole state.

If she truly sided with David, then GCO's operations in Nevada wouldn't just have difficulty proceeding, but they'd also face significant obstacles.

After all, the states of America are very independent, almost like mini-countries.

And now, with Governor Laurie of Nevada, if you were to think of her as the President, you could imagine how great her power was.

"All right, District Attorney Masfield, I'm just inquiring for now. I'll contact you again if there's a need!"

After hanging up the phone.

Under the doubting gazes of everyone, David dialed another number, "Special Agent Gavin?"

The already anxious GCO executives, upon hearing the words "Special Agent Gavin," felt their minds hit hard again.

This name was also not unfamiliar to them.

As said before, their GCO Corporation had collaborations with various law enforcement agencies, and the FBI was also within the scope of their partnerships.

And this so-called Special Agent Gavin was the highest official in Nevada; how could they not recognize him?

While the executives hadn't yet recovered, a voice began to come through from the other side of the phone: "It's me, what is it, Director David?"

"I have a question for you. Does the FBI also collaborate with private prisons?"

"Yes, the criminals we catch can't all fit into public prisons, so many have to be transferred to private prisons for detention."

"And does the FBI have a partnership with a prison named GCO?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"I want to know if there's a chance to switch this company out for another, like with CCA or MTC, these other private prison enterprises?"

"We're under agreement; this could be somewhat difficult... But if you, Director David, truly have the need, it's not impossible for us to make the change."

Compared to earlier with Masfield, Gavin was even shrewder.

Because he had already discerned that there seemed to be a conflict between David and GCO Corporation, so he immediately chose the correct stance.

Moreover, one point worth mentioning is that he didn't express concern about the contract as Masfield did before.

Because for the FBI, there were plenty of ways to find loopholes in contracts, or other means to deal with legal responsibilities.

At this moment, the GCO executives were shocked once more.

They could also tell that the most powerful FBI boss in Nevada was even more eager to please than District Attorney Masfield just now.

What does "As long as you, Director David, truly have the need, it's not impossible for us to change" really imply?

This indirectly indicated that if David asked, then Gavin would be sure to comply!

"Okay, I'm just asking for now, I'll contact you if there's a need."

After hanging up the phone, David's gaze turned to Caroline. It was evident that even as the CEO of GCO, her expression was now quite distressed.

But he didn't pay her any heed and spoke with a hint of sarcasm, "Miss Caroline, do you think I have the capability now? Or perhaps, is there no need for me to make a few calls to the city halls and police chiefs across Nevada State and have them reconsider their cooperation with your company?"

Caroline was at a loss for words, and the other executives couldn't utter a single word either.

It was a joke.

If even the state government and the FBI boss were obedient to David, how could those other departments, the city halls of various cities, dare to defy?

Their confidence stemmed from the belief that David couldn't possibly deal with all the departments throughout Nevada. But now, they had no choice but to believe it.

"I understand the business model of your GCO Corporation. First, a significant portion of your profits comes from exploiting prisoners, but that is of no concern to us."

"What is relevant to us is that a considerable portion of your benefits comes from government financial subsidies."

"Where do you think the money for these subsidies comes from? It's taken from our taxes."