Chapter 30

Yacht Love

Brian commanded Mr. Biscuit to quieten down while he confronted the band of FBI. Grandma was all smiles. All the laborers stood gaping and feeling worried to see grandma being whisked away by the FBI.

“Heh, where are you taking my mama?” asked Brian, staring at all the agents and looking out for answers, grandma walked to Brian, “I am being accused of money laundering,” she said, patting Brian on the shoulder, is ok I will be fine and back home. Take care of the empire and Mr. Biscuit.

Brian shook his head now going crimson as his eyes stopped blinking. His long face shot at all the agents as he perceived the thickest of all the agents, a stout man, in his forties, to be their ringleader. “I need answers ladies and gentlemen. What did my momma do to deserve the embarrassment? I need answers, else I will sue for infringement of human rights.”

“Whipping boy!” you seem to know the law and couldn’t advise your momma against money laundering,” said the