"Why don't we have lunch then we can discuss the next possible action and your professional fee." Carl suggested as they walked out of the station.
Deep down, he felt this was only the beginning, things could get worse. Granted that Charles Stan was running for seat and taking into account the kind of power the Stans hold, who was courageous enough to tip off the police? Were they not scared of retaliation? If they weren't, it could only mean that person was of equal power with the Stans or perhaps stronger.
Therefore, he couldn't just relax. It wasn't over yet. If the Stans actually laundered money and couldn't cover it up, then someone would have to go to jail. Carl was certain that Charles would not let his son go to jail and neither will he, consequently, they would have to choose a scapegoat.