Kim:
P’First and a few other men from his famiglia hid in the shadows behind the warehouse that had once belonged to one of the local gangs in Pattaya, but was now the centre of the Russian trade.
Their Don, Ivan Petrov, now welcomed Kimhan with open arms as he stepped out of his black SUV, surrounded by his most trusted men.
“Sire…are we doing the right thing?” One of Kim’s men whispered to him through the listening devices that connected their team together.
The connection extended to P’First as well; however, his end of the line was currently being blocked by their tech team, who were remotely surveying the area with the help of satellite navigation.
