Chapter 16

Alexi straightens, pulls a file from the desk, and slaps it on top. I can see from here it’s something to do with property, and I guess he needs licenses or other nonsense for another purchase. Alexi has his fingers in many pies, and I cannot keep up with his multiple wheeling and dealing at all hours of every day.

His phone never stops vibrating, and Mico, his very similar-looking cousin and constant sidekick is as much a personal assistant as he is his head of security. He flanks him almost constantly.

I have learned in the past month that most of the business Carrero oversees is surface legitimate. The dodgy dealings going on in the shadows, and if you didn’t know any better, you would mistakenly think he was another wealthy entrepreneur with his hand in many gold pots in this city. I happen to know differently, though and overheard one of his millions of black suits that follow him around talking about a weapon shipment in his office last week. Alexi confirmed a load