Federal Crosshairs

The envelope arrived at exactly 10:47 AM on a Tuesday morning. Damon's secretary, Mrs. Carmichael, knocked on his office door with trembling hands. She'd been with the company for fifteen years, and Damon had never seen her look so frightened.

"Mr. Voss? This just came by federal courier. They said it was urgent."

Damon looked up from his computer screen, where he'd been reviewing the latest fin