As Panteras: 171 Na Cidade Maravilhosa

But the officer smiled. It was a weary, knowing smile. "Almost. But not quite." He put the deed down. "However, today… we only have a warrant for Mr. Stein. Your 'clientele' just confessed to financing a paramilitary group. Without you, he might have laundered that money cleanly. You're the reason we found the link."

Silence.

Two men in dark blazers stepped out. Federal Police. Their badges were real. Their faces were grim. As Panteras 171 Na Cidade Maravilhosa

Karine, the tech whiz, tapped her tablet. "I cloned his secretary’s number. He just got a text confirming the meeting at the Copacabana Palace." But the officer smiled