Chapter 212. How Did Things Get So Bad?

How did things get this bad? Or maybe this good, depending on how you look at it. It got so much worse before it got better.

Carlos had stormed out of that meeting seven months prior and had had the first of many attempts on his life that very day. He had left the meeting ground and headed for the estate at high speed. The seven kings had set up a bold move as they often did and had a snipper wait in a car by the side of the road for him.

One minute he’d been driving and the next his car was spinning around in a circle, skidding through the shattered glass of his windshield. That had been fine. He had gotten up and picked himself up. He had something important to know and wouldn’t know it by sitting still whining about his life being almost taken away.

He’d quickly sent out the SOS signal on his phone and since he’d been within the estate it was picked up by multiple people nearby. The snipper had not been able to get away and he was one of the first of them who w