Cartel Synonym Novels & Stories

"The Cartel is operating here because these port towns are economic no-man's-lands, run by the lowest common denominator of human and rogue wolf interests." We spent days moving through dusty border towns, avoiding Silvermoon identification, and speaking to Zeva's contacts disaffected human merchants, pragmatic smugglers, and minor pack leaders who had been squeezed by the Cartel. The picture that emerged was terrifying. They weren't just running money from Varis's corruption; they were dealing in Arcane Contraband. They traded in highly restricted elemental ores and, more ominously, ancient, uncatalogued artifacts that could potentially hold massive, contained energy signatures exactly the

As for the ones who did, they were long dead. The chances that Ronaldo would not sell me off to the mafia if I went back was an absolute zero. My future would be even worse off than the first. The marriage would have ruined my life the first time, but I have a 100% certainty that it would end my life the second time. The Crow Cartel is the mafia of mafias. If that's even an expression. They are not a force to be trifled with. I've seen Ronaldo quiver in fear at the mere mention of the name. Helps me gauge how much he hates me by trying to marry me off to them.

I have to agree to whatever he says now. “ Fine.. I agree. But you should not create any ruckus there . " “ I promise father.... Ok, so the words that can be framed are ... CARTELS CRESTAL CLARETS. ... and SCARLET." With the words that he finished off saying, he hauled up from his seat and took a bread to munch upon and waved his hand to his father ... " Bbye Old wolf. You enjoy your days here while I will be enjoying my time there.

He seemed taken aback. "Here I was, thinking I was free from having to do any explanation," he muttered. I sighed. He sighed. After a while he tsked. "So...?" he trailed. "So," I repeated. "The group." "Yeah. The group. The cartel." My breath was knocked out of me as the words left his mouth. I openly gawked at him. "What do you mean cartel?" "I was just as surprised when I found out myself. I was also about your age."

He added, snapping my attention back to him. “The two cartels will work together, be allies, and help each other. Like hand and hand.” I swallowed. “I am not sure I am the right person to talk to about that, Salvatore…” I trailed away with Eduardo nodding. “Salvatore already agreed but I did not want to agree to his terms as appetizing as they were. Money and territories means nothing to me. I need the two cartels to be bound together till death. Contracts can be broken but bonds cannot. That is why you are here.” I nodded as if understanding but I was still digesting, getting the direction.

But now that Mathew had directly threatened the two things I cared about the most, there was no way I was going to sit still and let it slide. I knew exactly where to hit Mathew hard, and I was not going to let this opportunity slide. His cartel was a large one, and Matthew Forger had a big reputation in the underground business world. His cartel was mostly responsible for the sale of transportation of goods in the black market, and I had inside info that they were transferring illegal merchandise into the city tonight.

"Fine, I get it. I'm just being careful so we don't start a mob war or the cartel thinking someone is out there doing their job, they might file you as a threat to them and decide to take your heads before you come for theirs" Luca scoffed, "The mobs and cartels coming for me? I look greatly forward to it but that won't be happening because non of this concerns them, whatever happens in your territory is your business, I'm not murdering cartel members or mob but greedy bastards that try to extend their business to a taken territory, and that is understood. The mafia and the cartel know this " The cartel was a group that controls the prices of illegal drugs and competition in the drug market,

“Up until now, I still think you speak gibberish.” Karlo’s expression softened. “You will think otherwise once we go inside,” he said and offered his hand in front of me. “Shall we?” My eyes averted to his hand. Sighing, I accepted his hand and let myself be guided while walking through the silent, eerie hallway. Red Cartel. The placard was shoveling my senses. It was as if trying to connect inside my brain.

“But even a well-oiled machine has its stress points.” El Jefe gave a faint smile: “Our motto… trust no one… use everyone.” That philosophy had worked for decades. Politicians used the cartel for money. The cartel used politicians for protection. Bankers used them to multiply their investments. They needed the bankers’ money to move goods. Everyone used everyone. It was a machine powered by mutual compromise. But machines required maintenance. And sometimes… removal of broken parts.

“Oh right. Baby these are some of our business associates. We were discussing some of our business endeavors and the possibility of adding another. Carlo can you explain the proposition again for her?” “Yes, sir. We are proposing that we join an alliance with the local cartel in Puerto Escondido. It would allow us to have better distribution to the south and we would be able to move our products without worrying about restrictions in that area.” He says but continually looks down at Veronica’s breasts. “And Sancho here thinks that it is a good idea because it would make our hold on the country bigger but Hector thinks it is a bad idea. I think he said too many power players. What do you thin