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Locke briefly described Eric Mason’s case, “Ashley Mason is willing to pay a high price to save her husband. I want to ask for your advice…” Doug Stamp asked in surprise, “She actually found you?” Locke said frankly, “My mother’s new law firm partner Nancy O’Hara’s husband is a Los Angeles County Democratic Party member, and Eric Mason is his donor!” Doug Stamp laughed strangely on the phone, “I’ll get back to you in ten minutes!” Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Locke put down the phone and raised his eyebrows. He probably understood what Doug’s laughter meant. He was not wrong. The mastermind behind Eric Mason’s case was Sullivan Gray. He wanted to use the bribery case to undermine the reputation of the Democratic Party in California. The ultimate goal was to make the five Democratic members resign and the Republicans take the opportunity to grab their seats. So Locke asked him to do public relations for this case, which he should find ridiculous. Locke made this call for his own considerations. Not to mention whether these five Democratic congressmen would resign, even if they did, it would still be very difficult for the Republicans to seize these five seats given the Democratic Party’s dominance in California.

So, it was not about doing something practical. He had already affected the reputation of the Democratic Party through this case, but letting Eric Mason go would not only earn him a large amount of political donations, but he could also pull Eric Mason, a billionaire, to the Republican Party and make him his financial backer.

According to information learned from Jennifer Gray, Sullivan Gray had a shallow foundation and had always lacked a financial backer with strong capital.

When Doug Stamp called back, Locke looked downstairs and saw his cousin Alice Locke standing by the fence facing the sea, holding a glass of red wine and chatting with Joanna Perez.

He immediately realized that there should be two high stools in that place, and a door should be opened to facilitate going to the sea.

The last time Teddys and his friends went to the sea, they all climbed over the fence.

Well, or we can build a seaside boardwalk.

However, when he saw the content of the two people’s chat, Locke couldn’t help but frown.

Joanna Perez was asking Alice about their family situation, and Alice was not on guard at all, and she told him everything she knew. Fortunately, she didn’t know much about their family’s latest information.

Locke picked up his mobile phone and called Daisy Greenberg. It rang for a long time before it was connected. He asked directly: “Is there an intern named Joanna Perez at Jeff Markie Law Firm?”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and a cold and distant voice came, “Why don’t you call Juliet directly?”

Uh, that was Deborah.

Locke’s mouth twitched, “Okay, I won’t bother you anymore!”

Juliet left after handing over to the service company in the morning.

So Locke called Juliet again, and Juliet answered the call quickly. He asked about Joanna Perez.

Juliet replied, “I need to ask, I’ll get back to you soon!”

Just after she hung up the phone with Juliet, Doug Stamp called and said directly, “Please remember this number and ask Ashley Mason to contact Ms. Oribe Yello. Don’t get involved in this matter anymore. By the way, Mr. Gray will have lunch with you when he returns to Los Angeles next week…”

“…”

Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Locke shook his head with a smile. Doug Stamp’s superior tone really made him uncomfortable!

Ms. Oribe Yello?

Locke searched on his phone, but Google didn’t find any information about Ms. Oribe Yello. He had to call his source again.

Hunter Morris asked, “What’s the matter? If I remember correctly, it seems to be the weekend today…”

Locke asked, “Have you heard of the name Oribe Yello?”

On the other end of the phone, Hunter Morris’s breath stagnated, “Where are you from…, uh, why are you asking me?”

Fuck, if I knew, would I ask you?

So, should I know?

Locke didn’t intend to let Black Sauce Egg continue to imagine, and said unhappily: “If I knew, would I ask you?”

Hunter Morris said: “I see, you may not know the information in Washington. Uh, Oribe Yello is a political broker active in Washington DC. She has extensive connections in Congress, the White House, and both parties. The clients she serves are all over the United States…”

“I see, thank you for the information!”

After hanging up the phone, Locke returned to the sofa. Andrew O’Hara looked at him expectantly. Locke kept receiving calls, which made him have a lot of reverie.

Locke sat down and drank the bourbon in the glass in one gulp. Andrew.O’Hara immediately helped him continue, “How is it?”

Locke shook his head, “The FBI doesn’t want to intervene, but…”

“Wow!”

“Well, the scenery here is so beautiful…”

Jet and Marcy Davis came up the stairs hand in hand, and were immediately attracted by the magnificent sea view in front of them, but they soon found Locke and the other three.

“Uh, Dad, Uncle Andrew…”

“…”

Andrew O’Hara quickly recovered his facial emotions and smiled at the two of them, “Do you want to come and sit for a while?”

The two looked at each other, shook their heads, turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

At the stairs, Jet stopped and turned to look at Locke, “Locke, I want to drive that Bugatti!”

Locke smiled and said, “The key is at the entrance…”

Finally, he got a little bit of inspiration and knew to drive a supercar to take his girlfriend for a ride!

Jet’s face instantly showed excitement, and he pulled Marcy Davis downstairs.

Jeff Davis couldn’t help but yelled, “Drive slower!”

“Got it!”

Jet paused, turned around and made a promise to his cheap father-in-law.

After the two left, Andrew O’Hara joked, “Jeff, how are you feeling now?”

Jeff Davis took a puff of his cigar, exhaled smoke rings, and said slowly, “If I say I’m happy, will you be disappointed?”

“I don’t believe it. I feel heartbroken when I think that Rachel and Alia will have this day!”

Andrew O’Hara looked unconvinced. He picked up the glass and clinked it with Locke, “Did you not finish what you just said?”

Locke took a sip and put down the glass, “Although the FBI is not allowed, I consulted other people and they gave me a phone number and a contact. You can ask Ash “I’m not going to contact Eric Mason…”

Andrew O’Hara was surprised, “OMG, Locke, you’re so amazing!”

Locke sent Oribe Yello’s phone number to Andrew O’Hara, and he asked curiously, “Who is this person?”

Locke replied calmly, “He’s a political broker in Washington DC. As long as the money is in place, Eric Mason’s case should be solved soon! However, I suggest you don’t get involved in this matter anymore!”

“…”

Andrew O’Hara was stunned. In addition to being surprised that Locke could find connections in Washington DC, he was also surprised that Locke didn’t want any benefits.

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The California Democratic Party has given up Eric Mason. Ashley Mason has no way to pray at this moment. No one dares to accept the money she sends, and she doesn’t know who to send it to?

The phone number provided by Locke is worth at least 1 million, because Oribe Yello has naturally already said hello, otherwise she would not pay attention to people who come to her door rashly!

A broker, in most cases, is just an insurance policy.