For the next few moments, an unsettling shroud of dark silence fell over Don Emilio's dazzling office.
'This...This can't be right. Conflict is always bad for business, everyone knows that! Surely those suit-wearing bastards won't antagonize The Cartel more than they already have, right...?'
In the back, Carlos was already starting to break out a cold sweat. His signature snake-like smile was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a somber, yet slightly fearful look.
After all, both he and his big boss had been an integral part of The Cartel's distribution chain network in the past, before this entire fiasco with the Xaviers went down and they betrayed their old cross-border associates to go independent on this side.
They knew the inner workings of The Cartel's system far more intimately than the young man sitting in front of them ever could, and understood the gravity of their situation even more clearly than him...
