America 1919

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"So... you're going to kill me now?"

Ponzi asked Donnie with a trembling heart.

In the current situation, if he were Donnie Block, the best way to ensure that he wouldn't rat himself out after being sent to court would be to kill Charles Ponzi, which meant himself!

Donnie shook his head and said, "Of course not, Mr. Ponzi, have you forgotten what I told you before? I just want to be a businessman, and businessmen don't do illegal things.

Moreover, Olden is my friend, a very good friend. Now, everyone in Atlantic City knows that you were caught by Olden. If you died mysteriously like that, my friend Olden would also be in a lot of trouble!"

It was then that Ponzi could finally breathe a sigh of relief. As long as you don't die, there is always hope for everything.

Although he dared not glare at Donnie openly, at this moment Ponzi had cursed Donnie countless times in his heart. He swore that once this matter went to court, he would immediately expose Donnie's dealings.

He was determined to ensure that Donnie wouldn't get a single cent.

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"Olden, based on Mr. Ponzi's evidence, which prison is he most likely to end up in if he gets sentenced?"

At this time, Donnie asked Olden.

Olden shrugged indifferently and said, "There's a good chance he'll be sent to the prison in Atlanta. Actually, it doesn't matter which prison he's sent to, as long as we have money, we will have our people everywhere!"

"So, are there many deaths in prison due to inmate fights?" Donnie asked with a smile, very pleased with Olden's cooperation.

"Many, of course many. Such things are never news in the prisons of the United States!"

Olden said with a laugh.

Their conversation turned Ponzi's complexion even paler—none of their words included him, yet none strayed from him!

"Mr. Ponzi, I would like to exchange three requests of mine for your personal safety, that shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Ponzi immediately nodded and said, "No, no!"

Donnie said with a smile, "The first request, I think you should know without me saying, right?"

Ponzi said disheartedly, "I know, Mr. Block, rest assured, nobody else will know about the cooperation between you and me!"

Donnie nodded in satisfaction and continued, "The second request, I'm very curious, during your time in Atlantic City, you've met with the Colonel in private several times. Have you turned the Colonel into your client already?"

Ponzi looked up at Donnie sharply, not expecting Donnie to know even this.

But immediately, a look of resignation flashed in his eyes. Since Donnie had started investigating him after his arrival in Atlantic City, it was not surprising for Donnie to know about his meetings with the Colonel.

"That's right. Actually, I wanted to get Nucky's investment, but Nucky is too smart. Although he didn't say it directly, I knew he didn't believe in my business.

So, after some investigation, when I found out the Colonel wanted to deal with Nucky in Atlantic City, I approached the Colonel and gained his trust. He gave me an investment of half a million US Dollars!"

Donnie suddenly understood. If that was the case, everything made sense, and it also resolved another one of Donnie's doubts.

Why the Colonel had been so low-key lately; Donnie had thought the Colonel was waiting to push Nucky out of the limelight, but now it seemed the Colonel was waiting for the interest from Ponzi.

"The third request, Mr. Ponzi, you've swindled thousands of people in Boston and Atlantic City. I think you must have prepared a getaway plan for yourself, so I'm very curious if your secret account could afford an additional $200,000 for your safety,"

Every swindler should have one or several secret accounts.

Donnie believed Ponzi was no exception. In fact, Donnie was more interested in all of Ponzi's secret assets, but if that was the case, it would be tantamount to taking Ponzi's life.

So, $200,000 should be Ponzi's limit.

As expected, after Ponzi hesitated briefly upon hearing the figure Donnie proposed, he said, "No problem, but how can you guarantee my safety? So while I can give you the money, you'll have to wait until I'm safely out of prison to receive it!"

Donnie chuckled and said, "Mr. Ponzi, do you take me for a fool, or do you think the FBI are fools? You've scammed so much money in Boston and Atlantic City, do you really think that once you're in the federal headquarters, those people won't have a way to draw out all of your income?"

The federal government is short on money, the FBI even more so.

Now that they have landed Ponzi, a juicy catch, they would dry him out, else they would be letting themselves down.

"I've already spoken on the phone with headquarters. The order from headquarters is to get you to Washington swiftly and smoothly, Mr. Ponzi. Surely you don't think the headquarters just wants to arrest you as soon as possible?"

Olden interjected just in time.

Ponzi was completely deflated. He had dealt with many high-level figures in Boston; he knew exactly what kind of faces they had, without needing Donnie or Olden to tell him.

"Mr. Ponzi, you now have only one option, and that is to trust me. $200,000, and after you get out of prison, I can give you $50,000. Whether you want to make a comeback or do something else, I think that should be enough!"