Who's Braddock? — be mine again

Ted's standpoint

   I was trying to not panic as the FBI checked every inch of my company, rummaging and turning things upsidedown. I was patiently waiting for what would happen, why it was happening. My hands were in my pockets, they were checking the last room. The man in charge cleared his throat as he walked to me.

   'There is obviously nothing here, we are sorry for disturbing you—'

   'You walked into my property to humiliate me, that isn't going to go down that easy.'

   'We are deeply sorry, sir, our informant gave us clear—'

   'And who is that?!' They opened their mouth to talk