haved as he claimed it made him look younger. Legally, he was into the sales of modern artworks and ceramics. On the side, he ran a smuggling ring and underground sales of rare objects. His l
jeeps stopped at the entrance of the trade venue. It was all dark as it was night already, so the vehicles belonging to both parties had their headlights on. A good number of men came off the black jeeps and wait
Victor had an intimidating look. He was a direct opposite of Octavio. He was much taller and alm
ean looking man to drop two black bags to the ground
ed Octavio. "I
in. He held a cold gaze at Octavio, who un
to come by these day
ng, my boss trust
parked vehicle behind them. He was no stranger to distrust. In this line of business, it was a powerful weapon every party wielded including him. Although he was a grea
ad come fully armed and who could blame eith
, eyeballs rolled in their sockets on immobile faces, scanning and monitoring every bit of the scene for
oesn't seem fair...to me. After all these years of doing business together, I'm yet to know my real contact, the Collector. A
lly necessary but-" He held back the rest of the sentence. He thought 'this might
ement but Victor retained his silence. "Not like I'm trying to po
ion of any meeting
rse he was. Although he had mastered this act and could pull off looks without giving out anything, today seemed differen
should know better. I hope you understand... Its just business." Octa
flew past him and caught one of Octavi
quired by Octavio and serverd this very purpose. It was his home turf, his tra
otiation spot was a hundred percent in its view. One couldn't be more careful about such places. The warehouse was all metal except for the materials used in construction of the office section which looked like they had seen better days and quite oddly, a large partially covered glass which rested on one of the racks. Victor also noticed the glass when they walked in and it provided a view of h
ver, they shot at each other and docked when possible. An escort shielded Victor while two others fired at random targets to provide some cover until he was safe in his bullet proof vehicl
to their positions and asked for more men to be stationed at the gate. He thought if he was followed, they should be on guard to ward off the adversary. Although it was almost unlikely to happen since he couldn't recall seeing
buying party was victorious and had begun to remove every trace of their presence at the scene. Of the seventeen gunmen t
way." one gunman said to th
ain and make sure we're
n sent to retrieve the cargo among them. But the other was nowhere to be found. One gunman saw a trail of blood from behind one of Octavio's team vehi
upper part of his belly and another bullet had pierced
e of the gunmen asked and lifted the m
got what we came for, I don't think its nice to take more. Moreover this
dead guy and tossed it to the dying man, whil