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“How quickly do you think you can get someone over there?” DPR asked. “And what does that<br />
cost you?”<br />
Carl looked up from his computer and informed Green that his day was about to change—<br />
slightly. Green, still rambling, was terror-stricken as he heard what they were going to do next. They<br />
would have to make the beating look real, Carl informed Green. DPR wanted evidence.<br />
They returned to the hotel room, and Carl told Green to go into the bathroom. The tub was filled<br />
with water. The camera clicked on, and the postal worker thrust Green under, his arms waving as he<br />
gasped for air. His screams sounded like a rumble under the water. He couldn’t breathe. And then,<br />
after a few seconds, the postal worker yanked his head out by his hair and held the drowning man’s<br />
face up to a video camera as the Gooch panted, trying to regain his breath and making every effort<br />
possible not to cry again.<br />
“I think we should do it again,” Carl said as he peered over the video camera at Green’s<br />
pathetic-looking face. The postal worker agreed, grabbed Green’s head again, and pushed him back<br />
under the water. It was pure chaos, like Lord of the Flies, but rather than children trying to kill poor<br />
chubby Piggy, special agents with the U.S. government were drowning the Gooch.<br />
Green begged them to stop, but they did it again and again. “We have to make it look real,” Carl<br />
sneered.<br />
“I swear,” Green said as his face was pushed under the water again, “I didn’t steal the money!”<br />
“Just admit it!” Carl yelled back at him. “Stop trying to protect DPR!”<br />
And yet while all this was going on, there was one person who was not in the bathroom. Shaun of<br />
the Secret Service had told the others on the task force that he was going to take Green’s laptop and<br />
submit it into evidence at the nearby bureau. But instead he was going to use it to steal more money<br />
from the Silk Road, money that no one knew he was taking. As Shaun closed the door behind him, the<br />
sound of the Gooch’s cries echoed through the hotel suite in the Marriott as Carl continued to yell at<br />
him. “Just admit it, you piece of shit!”<br />
“I swear,” Green wept. “I didn’t steal a penny!”
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