Dominic stood motionless for a brief moment, then his thin body of muscle and flesh collapsed. It went down slowly, smashing the back of chair and finally hit the floor.
Blood made a small red patch on his left side, the gun had killed him automatically.
Nucho's father looked at Dominic with horror and Words jerked out of him, "You've killed him!"
"Of course, I did. He asked for it." Scored Nucho. "It's his incompetence that is making the business go down the drain. I mean, just look at the men he has been using. There appearance and behavior says it all. Anyone smart enough can tell that they are smuggling and selling drugs." he paused for a while and moved his fingers through his hair.
"Wow I never thought you had it in you son." Commended his father.
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He thrust the gun in his hip pocket and nudging to his father he said, "Listen dad, you don't need such kind of men working for you. You are jeopardizing and putting the business at high risk. You need smart, sophisticated, professional men to deal with the drug businesses, and trust I have the exact men, let me show you, you will thank me later."
Glancing over at the butler, Nucho ordered him to open up the double glass door and to later get rid of Dominic's dead body.
Everyone in the room stared in curious anticipation.
Just then, coming through the double glass door was fifteen of Nucho's friends. Most of them were thin-faced, almost the same in their cold remote professionalism. They were all tall, huge and heavily built. While a number of them had hatchet-shaped faces; bleak eyes; flat and expressionless faces with square jaws.
They all looked hard, tough, ruthless and very, very lethal.
Amongst them was Ken and Lola. Ken blended in and moved along with the fifteen men while Lola languidly walked over to where Nucho was standing.
"What's the meaning of this?" Nucho's dad asked softly with a blank expression on his face.
"These men you are seeing, these are the type of people you should be working with. I know they look so tough and brutal, but who do you think could dare question or suspect them of drug trafficking? That person would be terrified even to look them in the eye." Said Nucho deceptively and extended his hand to Lola, slid his hand around her waist and smiled. "And this beautiful blonde you are seeing, is my precious girlfriend. Quite classic right?" he said euphoniously.