LOOKING FOR WAYS

Chapter 11

"The Asian drug syndicate?"

I cock my head as I look up from the list in my hand.

"The Chinese drug syndicate precisely." Lobos says.

He has a list in his hand, one that's similar to the one in mine, as well as the rest of the other six.

"Ash, I think we've already crossed off the rest. You burnt the bridge with the Mexican drug lord some years ago." Night eyes says with a grimace.

"Yeah!" Koldis echoes. "And we all know the Canmora - the Italian drug syndicate- is a no-go, especially after leaving Don Cleto's daughter at the alter."

I grimace, remembering the past.

I was a rebellious kid, well into my twenties. Actually, they were the most rebellious times of my life. I force myself to focus on what Moro is saying.

"Oh, yeah, and let's not also forget Europe, Argentina, Australia. . . man, Argentina, you painted that town white, and then bathed it in red." Moro shakes his head as a faraway look enters