Chapter 17

“What the fuck are you putting on?” Suarez asked.

He is still shocked at what Allister is wearing.

“It’s none of your business; why did you bring me here?” Allister asks the question back.

Suarez smiled and drank his beer and brought out a cigarette from his pocket and had Allister take one stick of it, then he put one stick in his mouth and lit it, at the same time passing the lighter to Allister to light his own.

“I have a deal for you; this time, you don’t have to make any mistakes; you have to execute perfectly,” Suarez answered Allister.

“A deal will be going on between me and some guys from Colombia that is worth five hundred million dollars; the transaction will be made between me and them; you only have one target: execute the man in this picture,” Suarez added as he dropped a picture on the table.

Allister took it and looked at the picture, and it was Max.

“Who is this?” Allister asked

“This is Max; after the business, the Col