The Wolf of Los Angeles-Chapter 451: Attack! Attack!

[Chapter 451: Attack! Attack!]

After the New Year, the media scene in Los Angeles calmed down a bit.

Both the Feminist Majority Foundation and the Mattachine Society independently chose to move north, turning their battleground to San Francisco.

Unlike Los Angeles, the Mattachine Society no longer had Hawke's covert support or LAPD protection, and they were somewhat suppressed in San Francisco.

The SFPD arrested dozens of gay individuals, who were all temporarily detained and wouldn't be released within 48 hours.

Some of the ringleaders might even be charged by the district attorney for causing public disorder.

The chief district attorney of San Francisco was an African-American woman, Kamala Harris.

Hawke did not rush to act; while maintaining attention, he wanted to see if these circumstances could trigger an evolution in the LGBTQ community.

Without evolving into something monstrous, the Mattachine Society couldn't win.

When magic couldn't defeat magic, forbidden spells had to be employed.

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Two days later, Campos personally drove to Los Angeles International Airport to pick up Bosque, who had rushed in from Africa, and returned to the Butterfly Security Company.

Erica had brought a yacht, docking it at the security company's private pier.

Hawke stood on the flying bridge and waved into the distance.

Edward led Campos, Bosque, Carlos, Garcia, Juan, Betty, and Hierro onto the yacht.

Erica started the yacht and steered it away from the shore.

In the cabin, Hawke had Edward distribute pre-prepared dossiers to everyone.

All the files were sealed.

Before they opened them, Hawke said, "For the coming period, these two individuals will be our key targets."

He clarified in advance, "This involves a high-level political struggle in America; investigating matters related to these dossiers is more dangerous than when we investigated the Ackerman family. If anyone doesn't want to participate, they can step down now."

Campos and Bosque didn't hesitate.

Juan directly said, "Boss, we're determined to follow you all the way."

Hawke nodded slightly. "Open them."

Campos was the first to unseal and pulled out the documents. They contained detailed introductions of two people.

One was Black, the other white.

Campos had seen the Black man in entertainment media; he was a Black rapper and record company owner, real name Sean Combs, nicknamed Puff Daddy.

The white man was visibly older, a new face, named Jeffrey Epstein, a New York billionaire and owner of a financial management company named after himself.

Hawke took out a Los Angeles Times from a few years ago. It reported on Governor Schwarzenegger's recall election campaign where the Clintons supported the former governor.

There was a large group photo taking up half the newspaper page.

In the center were four people: the Clintons, Puff Daddy, and Leonardo.

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There was also someone who had a direct connection to Hawke -- mixed-race Black female singer Allison Faith.

She had previously been involved in a scandal involving a leaked tape, an event Hawke orchestrated known as the 'tape gate.' A certain Josh Hartnett entered the picture, and the tape made the two instant stars.

Allison's mother, Joanna, had once taken a liking to Edward and tried to seduce him multiple times without success.

Later, Allison's manager, Scooter Braun, brought her into Puff Daddy's record company.

Hawke said, "Our first target is the Black singer Puff Daddy. He's not just a singer now but a record company owner and a capital player in the entertainment industry. Many Black and even white stars seeking success in this field must attend parties he organizes."

Edward, the only Black person on the boat, raised his hand and said, "Some rappers from Compton have long wanted to join Puff Daddy's record company, believing it to be a shortcut to stardom."

Hawke pointed at him, "Get in touch with them, understand what they want, like, and fear, and then control them."

Edward responded, "Yes."

Hawke recalled related memories, having seen many pictures online about Puff Daddy's gatherings. Some were confirmed, like Baby Oil, Leonardo, and the Clintons socializing.

Others were questionable, such as Taylor Swift double penetrated by two Black men, Leonardo covered in black sweat, and Wonder Woman Gal Gadot being spit roasted.

Pushing those thoughts away, Hawke said, "Regarding Puff Daddy, he mainly operates in Los Angeles and often organizes parties elsewhere. I need to find out his frequent attendees, how often and regular the parties are, hotels and residences used, and who has attended but now have irreconcilable conflicts with him."

Campos and others all noted this carefully.

Hawke emphasized, "Puff Daddy is like another Ackerman family. Focus on those whose conflicts with him are intensifying."

"Understood," Campos replied.

Edward, who had come from Compton and was once broke before knowing Hawke, now with millions in net worth, said energetically, "I also have Joanna's contact info. Should I reach out to her to see what's really going on?"

Hawke wouldn't force anyone but didn't reject the idea either. "You can try, but don't raise suspicions."

Edward chuckled, "With my skills, handling a divorced mom isn't hard."

Everyone in the cabin looked his way after that.

Hawke then shifted to the second target: "Jeffrey Epstein is being prosecuted in New York for rape. Public records and news show he was close to the Clintons, and the private planes the Clintons flew in North America were provided by Epstein's company."

He pointed out the most important detail: "Epstein's company's main business has always been unclear; the so-called financial management is all a cover. What's confirmed is that Epstein bought a private island in the Caribbean and spent a fortune building a resort there, often bringing celebrities, politicians, and socialites."

Carlos, having experienced investigating the Ackerman family's downfall, asked, "Is it similar to the Ackerman case?"

Hawke said, "Exactly, possibly even crazier. They mainly target underage girls."

Bosque sighed, "America is still America; after all these years, it never changes."

Edward added again, "Compared to these people, the monsters from Compton may look disgusting but are much nobler in other aspects."

Hawke continued, "For Epstein, the investigation is similar to Puff Daddy's but with an added focus on channels used to find girls. Some might have escaped from the island; if so, find out where they are."

Recalling past information, "Also, Epstein should have a girlfriend; some girls got onto the island through her. She can be a breakthrough point."

Hawke no longer remembered her name or who exactly she was.

Luckily, this info was easy to find since Epstein was well known in New York.

Of course, whether it's the so-called 'Lolita Island' or Puff Daddy, Hawke wouldn't foolishly rush in.

House Whip Tom Emmer wanted to run for office...

Hawke stressed, "Keep things secret concerning these two. Better to lose some clues than expose anything. Prioritize safety; if anything feels off, pull back immediately."

Except for Bosque, most had previous experience with such cases and were quite familiar.

After briefing, Hawke looked at Bosque, saying, "Your task is to select skilled undercover and investigative personnel to cooperate with Campos. No Americans."

"Hurricane personnel are better at mercenary work but have some experts for this too," Bosque replied. "I can assign a few."

Hawke added, "The second tranche of funding will soon be transferred through a charity foundation to the Sahara Greening Company. While cooperating with Pierce, recruit more manpower to expand. Money and guns aren't a problem."

Bosque said, "I'll personally supervise recruitment."

...

The yacht stopped not far from the shore, and the group discussed the plan.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Erica turned the yacht back to the Butterfly Company's dock.

Hawke disembarked and went with Bosque to Twitter's Coastal Building.

Campos quickly moved into action.

Edward found his old candidate list notebook and the contact info of Joanna Faith but hesitated contacting her directly.

The best way was to arrange a chance encounter.

Edward called Eric and Tom Cruise, hoping to track Joanna Faith.

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Hollywood area, Walk of Fame.

Since last December, the street performers had transformed, appearing as a trio of drag queens and various other gender nonconforming Black performers.

They didn't beg but relied on their talents to earn a living from passersby.

Their talents were unusual.

For instance, a large clown in a short skirt and fishnet stockings twisted their body, performing a provocative dance.

A Black youth with oversized fake breasts dressed as a woman jumped rope, drawing shocked reactions.

Mills watched the jump rope act and noticed the youth's fake breasts drooping to the waist; he whistled.

The youth stopped, smiled sheepishly showing thick lips, and pulled the breasts back up.

Mills lost interest, tossed some coins into the hat, stepped off Walk of Fame, and got into an old beat-up car by the roadside.

He started the engine and drove toward Hollywood Hills.

The northern slope still lay bare; houses destroyed by the Los Angeles fires had their debris long cleaned up.

Mills's house had once stood somewhere in this area.

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