Everything was ready. Russo and his two sons together with his consigliere and some of his bodyguards were prepared to meet Greco to hand over the signed documents making them in charge of half of the North trade line, and also for Greco to hand his daughter back to him.
"We will definitely get the trade line back," Russo's consigliere said to him as they arrived at the meeting point they had agreed upon.
"We most definitely will," Russo replied.
It was an abandoned warehouse. Russo already has some of his men hiding around the premises with their weapons, should Greco try to act funny.
"Why aren't they here yet?" Bernal asked impatiently after they had waited for about ten minutes and Greco and his men were nowhere in sight.
"Let's wait for them a little longer," Jose, Russo's consigliere said, glancing at his wristwatch.
Just then, the door to the warehouse opened and all of Russo's men drew out their weapons.
