A Final Countdown.
Daybreak and pandemonium reigned at Big Jim’s estate.
Marshal Bass and Cox searched for Jim, finding him in his luxurious Western-style library, an empty bottle of whiskey propped next to his head.
Bass started in, “Sir, we need to inform you the Justice will be leaving. We have advised all members of Congress currently on the premises to depart as well…”
Cox continued, “We suggest you seek competent legal counsel.”
Jim’s head was on his desk, but he raised his bloodshot eyes to peer at the men. “What in tarnation are you two talking about?”
“It seems the destruction of your fences was a ruse.”
“While your security forces were occupied chasing down the trespassers, another group broke into your kennels and cages.”
“Video has hit the internet concerning your dog-
