A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 91 One week later
On board a private train box in Cornwall.

Leviticus Cornwall was sitting at his desk, reading the newspaper in his hand, while his vice president, Cameron Spence, drank whiskey in a seat against the wall.

"How effective are our response measures to the tariff bill that Alfred signed a few weeks ago?" Cornwall asked without raising his head.

Facing Cornish's question, Cameron quickly put down the wine glass in his hand, then sat upright and replied:

"This bill raises tariffs by an average of 60 percentage points. The prices of commodities have been skyrocketing recently. Among them, imported wool products are subject to 90% tariff. I have stocked up on these commodities in advance as you told me in advance. I have been in the store recently. We are taking action one after another, and I will give you the specific data in a form."

Cornwall just nodded after hearing this, and there was no sign of satisfaction on his face.

Cameron waited quietly for a while before returning to his previous sitting position and lighting a cigar imported from Cuba.

Before taking a few puffs, Cameron heard Cornwall speak again.

"Have you read today's paper?"

"Yes."

"A strange double robbery, two groups of robbers crashed into a car... The newspaper said that the deceased were all members of the Odrisk Gang?" Cornish raised his voice and highlighted the words "Odrisk Gang".

Cameron quickly extinguished the cigar in the ashtray, stood up and asked:

"Sir, do you need me to have someone contact Odrisk?"

Cornwall took off his glasses and put down the newspaper in his hand. He did not answer Cameron's question, but continued to ask another question:
"Would you put $15 in cash in front of you and not be moved?"

Five thousand dollars can buy the life of a gangster running rampant in the United States.

15 US dollars, that is enough money to build the entire Blackwater Town.

Therefore, Cornwall was not just targeting Van der Linde because it was Van der Linde who robbed his train, he also wanted to pocket the money.

Here, Cameron didn't know what Cornwall meant when he asked the question, but the only thing he could be sure of was that it was definitely not asking him whether he was moved.

Cameron ultimately decided to remain silent on this uncertain issue.

As expected, Cornwall did not wait for Cameron to answer, and continued to give instructions:
"Contact Milton for me and ask him to get me the news about Dutch Van der Linde as soon as possible."

Cameron agreed and took notes.

"Also, contact the editor-in-chief of the New Hanover Gazette. I don't like this news report." Cornish said and threw the newspaper on the table to Cameron.

Cameron took the newspaper, only to see a report with a big cross drawn on it.

I saw the big title that read:

'Cornwall continues to expand'

“From Commodities to the Caribbean”

"Ask for government protection"

"Leviticus Cornwall was a well-known expansionist. Mr. Cornwall once said lightly that the education of certain mentally retarded people had many negative consequences; he was the wealthiest man in the district One...listen to these damn pens, if you can't convince them to do some honest reporting, then you have to find a way to buy them!" Cornwall memorized a piece of content from the newspaper, and then said angrily said Cameron.

Cameron touched the sweat on his forehead and kept nodding, not daring to say anything more.

"So, how long until we get to Annesburg?" Cornwall asked after sitting down again.Cameron quickly took out his pocket watch to check, and then said carefully:
"Sir, there are still three ten minutes."

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"Mr. Callahan, it seems that Mr. Morris is already three and ten minutes late." Smith poured Arthur a new cup of coffee.

The two of them have been waiting in the law firm for almost an hour.

Arthur picked up the coffee and tasted it. It tasted just like that. He smiled and said to Smith:

"I guess something happened. Where were we talking about just now? Oh, why did you come here to open a law firm with your partner? Yes, you haven't answered me yet?"

Smith stood opposite Arthur with his hands on his hips and his other hand holding his coffee cup. He said:

"Railway business, emerging small companies, oil fields, mining, these all require the participation of our lawyers, especially the interstate business of railway construction, different states have their own laws. And, I don't know if Mr. Callahan has heard In this way, a town that cannot support one lawyer will be able to support two, haha."

Arthur had heard this saying before, it was a slang term, and he understood what Smith meant.

But from what Smith was saying, could it be possible that he and his partners were handling business for both parties to the same case at the same time?

It's amazing.

"Excuse me? Who is Mr. Callahan?" A middle-aged woman opened the door, walked in, and asked these two people.

Arthur responded with a puzzled look on his face, saying that he was Mr. Callaghan.

The woman looked at Arthur angrily and said:

"I am Jenny Morris, Morris's wife."

Ah, after hearing her introduce herself, Arthur finally understood what this person was here for.

This is Maurice's wife. With an interesting expression on his face, Arthur adjusted a comfortable position on the chair, then crossed his legs and asked:
"I don't know. How can I help Mrs. Morris?"

"I'm here to solve my husband's debt problem. Could you please tell me how much it is?" Mrs. Morris didn't want to get too entangled with Arthur and directly stated her intention.

Arthur nodded, pointed to the loan contract on the table, and said:
"Well, the contracts are all here, you can just read them yourself. If you have any questions, you can also ask Mr. Smith, he is the lawyer."

Mrs. Morris came to the table with a bang, picked up these contracts and read them. Soon her face twisted together, and she said in disbelief:

"What about the borrower here? Why don't you go to him? Don't you only find a guarantor when the borrower can't repay?"

"In that case, unfortunately, Mrs. Morris, the borrower is dead."

"What about his inheritance?" Mrs. Morris chased after him.

"That's another unfortunate thing. The borrower is a wanted criminal and has no inheritance." Arthur replied with a smile.

I guess the gold and cash Hernandez left behind can be considered an 'inheritance' to some extent, right?But those are already his own trophies. I'm really embarrassed, Mrs. Morris.

At this time, Morris finally arrived. He came to the law firm out of breath with scratches and bruises on his face.

　What are you talking about today?Nothing to nag about, just thank you all for reading this.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)