The manor was a bit silent, but that would probably be because I had locked myself in my grandfather's study and was listening to his message over and over again. To be honest I did not really handle failure that well, my job was to assassinate some Elvin traitor, and like everything else that I've done so far, I would have succeeded and probably gotten a reward, which may or may not include another fuck section with the Elvin minister. Now everything was basically ruined, because I was a little rash and did not properly plan for any abnormalities.
I felt very stupid, but there is no medicine for regret/ obviously I've failed the very first mission given to me by the coven of Angeles, and that would without a doubt affect my standing within that organization, but, hopefully there should be a chance for redemption once I'm able to log back into the game. But for now I would be taking care of my real world businesses, and this time I was going to be playing with the dark side.
I raised my hands and swiped the image of my grandfather's hologram away. The table I rested on and lit up as it became a display screen quite similar to the home screen of a laptop. There was a file labeled ledgers and deals, but it was encrypted and locked with an advanced biometrics and neural security system. It was currently keyed to me, a change that occurred just hours after my Baba passed away, a failsafe to prevent less than trustworthy people from accessing information of my family's biggest source of income.
I unlocked the folder, going through a series of security checks including thumb prints, retinal scans, voice recognition, heart rate monitoring and neural mapping.
My grandfather really pulled out all the stops to protect this information, and I couldn't blame him. This was a drug that every major government had a hand in purchasing, and not just the governments, both the old world crime families and new world gangs were customers. While that made us the most protected family on earth, it also meant we had a big target on our back.
Basically speaking I had all of the worlds government by their balls, releasing the records of their deals with us might actually destabilize all of the order that's currently in place, and honestly; there's already enough unrest as it is with everyone looking for the formula to a biological weapon, and a virus within lost descendants online.
I shifted my focus back to the information In front of me; we had major deals with the U.S government. 78% of those deals were military, while the remaining 22% were health deals with researchers and doctors trying to re-synthesize the drugs and use it for a variety of medical breakthroughs. The military had more luck with its usage than most, by administering a highly diluted doze; they've been creating soldiers that have stronger mental abilities and stronger immune systems. There were still a ways from having super humans who could run really fast or lift a car with one hand, but based on this report they were close to a breakthrough.
Our next major buyer, or rather I should say the buyers who were on equal footing with the U.S were Great Britain, North Korea, China, Japan, Russia and the free Coalition of Martian Ascendancy. We were basically getting billion's worth of dollars from them, but most of those funds were funneled into more research and production of the Bacchus Nectar. What was left were all turned into crypto currency, which was actually now the main source of exchange, now more than ever that humans have entered an age of stellar exploration.
Anyway based on this ledger I would be kept very busy in the upcoming months, and this evening I even had a meeting with Mexican cartels in downtown los Angeles. Apparently some of our shipments had gone missing during transit across the Mexican border.
But it was more complicated than that. This ledger and deals folder was being compiled and handled by a special program my mom actually designed. I guess you could say it was a super spy as it had the ability to intercept any sort of chatter about the Bacchus Nectar, and even more so; keep tabs on our customers and every single ounce of our shipment until it has been consumed.
The program doesn't have a name….yet, but I was able to learn that after my grandfather died the Mexican cartel, or at the very least three of them had decided to put the shipment of Bacchus Nectar they were supposed to transport on the black-market. The meeting was a confrontation to get to the bottom of this as these three cartels were our biggest middle men to our consumer base in the south Americas. But even I knew that this meeting was going to be more than just a talk to see if we could get to the bottom o a missing shipment issue.
To the whole world they were innocent, but I knew those idiots were looking down on me. My grandfather, the former king of this empire was someone that was equally as feared as he was respected, and equally as hated as he was loved. The cartels would have thought thrice more about betraying and backing out of our partnership with them if he was still alive.
I can't really say I knew how the world of gangs and organized crime really worked, but what I can say is, those guys needed to be taught a lesson, and it falls to me to do so. The wade family reputation has to be honored, and protected; I needed to make an example out of all of them.
This means I will be torturing or even killing people. I wasn't so naïve as to believe that my hands would remain clean, that lives and families won't be ruined by my choices and decisions. Being in charge of Imperium industries was the easiest of all my tasks, followed by living as much as I can within lost descendants online. But the hardest was this, being the head honcho of a crime family that has the monopoly of not just the only drug in circulation, but practically the evolution of the entire human race. It was weird but...I think I was more comfortable with this responsibility, maybe this is just who I'm meant to be; the bad guy. But who knows, it might be too early to tell, but either way, I guess we'll find out