It is so hot, that is the thought that has been running through my head all night, now it is 6:30am and my alarm is ringing...

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It is so hot, that is the thought that has been running through my head all night, now it is 6:30am and my alarm is ringing… I rolled out of the king size bed in the middle of the master bedroom in a house I had recently purchased, the house more less completely covered with marble, was still ridiculously hot with out air-conditioning in very humid South Florida, no matter for this will all be taken care of by the decorator by the time I return to this part of the world, and I wont have to deal with this irritating nonsense.

        I told Tommy to be ready to leave at 7:15am, so that gave me time to have a shower and get ready, usually I would not of hurried of to get dressed before smoking my usual morning cigarette, but due to being awake most of the night I has already smoked enough in bed. After my shower I put on a black suit and shoes, a red tie, and a pair of Armani sunglasses. And went down to the kitchen. At the bottom of the stairs sat my luggage, two black leather suitcases and my briefcase. Tommy met me in the kitchen; he made me a cup of coffee, and put my bags in the limo. I met him in the car a few minutes later. It was about an hours drive to the airport in which time I slept. When we arrived at the airport it was a short wait in the First Class line to check in. Tommy and I then proceeded to the First Class lounge, where we sat for about 40 minutes before boarding the plane. We were going back to London for business, I was looking forward to being back at home, even if it is purely for business, we were planning to only be in London for a few days before I leave again, to Thailand but this trip mainly for pleasure.

        The flight was about 7:30 hours, long enough to get a couple hours shut eye, my driver Fredrick met Tommy and I when we arrived at Heathrow, It was about 11:00pm due to the time change There were few cars on the road so we got back to the house in good time. I sat with Tommy in the office drinking a few brandies and going over documents and other important things that would be taking place in my short stay. At about 2:30am I decided to retire, I went upstairs to my bedroom where I had not been for several months; it was comforting, being back in my room. Back in my bed.

        Many things need to be done today; I thought to myself as I was getting dressed, I need to talk to those bloody Carden brothers again, sort out some business. “Where the hell is Tommy?” I shouted down the stairs as I was putting on my shoes. When I came down stairs I could hear Tommy’s voice in the living room, and sitting with him was Ricardo Degas, an old business partner and good friend. “Marcus, how are you?” he cried as I entered the room, “good my friend, and you?” I replied “Life is good for me amigo, business is even better.” It was nice to see Ricardo again, but I know he wanted something, for a man like Ricardo does not move for anyone, especially not across the world just to say hello to an old friend, when he can just pick up the phone and dial a number. He must have something to say that cannot be said on a long distance call, maybe he is running from someone, or came to London for business, that is probably the one, so I waited patiently while Ricardo spoke about Columbia and how I must come and see his beautiful family soon, bla bla bla and after about ten minutes of waiting he got to the point. Cocaine, he spoke about a shipment coming in from Bolivia three days from now, he said that there would be 120 kilograms of pure cocaine on board, $7000 per key. Arriving at a port in Wales at 11:00pm. The deal was that if I purchase half of the merchandise and split the risk, Ricardo would insure the products safe arrival into Wales.

        After hearing what Degas had to offer I replied, “Sounds good, but obviously you cannot expect me to make a decision so quickly. I need time to think about this investment, the operation planning, how I would collect it from the drop off, etcetera, etcetera. I don’t need aggravation with the authorities, you understand.” “Crystal clear, I will give you 24 hours, if you decline my offer no hard feelings, it is all business, anyway I am running late, speak with you soon Marcus I must be on my way” and with that Ricardo got up, picked up his cream coloured briefcase and hat and left, and I was left with Tommy to discuss this issue. Tommy was no gangster or drug dealer; he was my lawyer, and a good one at that. He ran a private practice, one that only deals with one client, me. Tommy was very intelligent and was my adviser in these types of situations, he knows the law well and how to get around it even better. We discussed it over lunch in the drawing room, after about an hour of debating the situation I decided that it sounded like a strong investment, mainly because if I don’t get a piece of the shipment Degas will just go straight to one of the mafia families which will and that’s all just more problems for me, so I naturally got Tommy to do some catching up on my friend Ricardo, just to ensure he does not have another agenda for including me in this deal, in this game even close friends must be watched, because you never know when it could all turn sour.

        After lunch I smoked a cigarette, locked myself in my office, and gave my accountant Alarick a call, to check up on the total in my Swiss accounts, I had just over 47 million in total spread over 7 accounts; I also knew that I had another 14 million cash in an account in the Caribbean. Which kind of means I am set for a couple of life times, it also kind of means I don’t need this little deal, but maybe that’s all one of the families needs to overtake me in this drug game, between the four families they already have control of most of the illegal gambling and weapon importation in the city, and they are trying to get their hands into the drug industry. Which is precisely the reason why I take the deal and don’t let them have it. Not that it would necessarily be harmful to my business now, but maybe in ten, twelve years from now, I may end up being in strong competition over distribution in London. This way, it prevents problems of this nature, and keeps my business safe.  

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        That evening Tommy called me with news, he confirmed that Degas was in good shape money wise, that there is no sign of a reason for his crops to be doing poorly and that the deal seemed kosher, I don’t know how Tommy always finds his facts so fast, but he has worked for me for a long time and has not been proved wrong yet. It seems everything is in order the only thing that I don’t like is I don’t get to see the product before purchase. That is usually a rule of mine, to test the product ...

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