Rodriguez led Marcus to his heavily guarded lounge where they both discussed a possible way to take down the Treshvires.
After mapping out strategies on when and how to achieve their plans, Marcus made known his intentions to leave.
This was a get ready code to his lethal bodyguard standing a few feet away from him and his army of thirty combat trained men, who had secretly infiltrated the island.
Rodriguez rose to his feet when Marcus stood up and stretch his right hand towards him for a goodbye handshake.
"I was thinking you would keep me company for the next three days at the island. It getting all boring hiding in this hell hole alone without my family." The side of Rodriguez's lips curved into a brief smile as he shook his cousin.
Still holding Rodriguez's hand firmly, Marcus said in a calm but deep and deadly tone.
"As much as I would like to keep you company, I have to send you on a journey."
