Cobra Kai Eli Moskowitz Novels & Stories

He dialed someone on his phone. “Wait a minute, Dad.” I grabbed his phone. “How do you know? Why didn’t Linden know about it?” “Because Moses has suspicions that Osmium might be infiltrated by one of them. I’m not one of them if that’s what you’re worried about, but Moses has been gathering intel about this cabal. Someone is using his companies, his infrastructure, and he suspects it’s Abraham. Have you heard of Absolom?” I shook my head. “No. I’m not into conspiracy theories, but let me guess, they’re rebranding?”

Caterina “So Kai’s position is called a Pakhan, and Konstantin is his Brigadier or second in command?” I asked Viktor, who was currently busy explaining how the hierarchy worked in the Bratva. He nods. “Yes, you’re getting the hang of it. We don’t work according to the entire structure since we’re werewolves, and Kai basically runs legitimate businesses. He refuses to touch drugs, which is something a normal mafia boss would be itching to get their hands into.” He explains as we sit in the powder room area that overlooks Central Park.

I inquired. “ What person doesn't know him? I mean, he and CEO Kasper are the homme fatale of the business world,” one of them went. “ He's the CEO of MooBi entertainment and he's definitely more than capable and is a lot nicer than CEO Kasper. Well, as long as you don't come close to him or touch him,” she emphasized on the last part. How was he exactly nice then if he wouldn't let anyone close to him? Even Kasper wasn't this haughty.

He said, “Mr. Mayor, I have nothing to do with this woman whatsoever. We are just colleagues. “You are free to punish the woman however you deem fit.” He looked at Kaze uneasily, hoping the latter would not hold the matter against him. However, Kaze was grossed out by Moses. He said curtly, “Mr. McKentucky, do you think I’m dumb? “She couldn’t be nominated for exemplary journalism for years and become the main star of your network without your support, ‘Daddy’. “Don’t tell me you didn’t know that she trashed me through her show and her friends in the media, ‘Daddy’.

Moses asked the shareholders, his tone calm but confident. The shareholders exchanged glances, and one of them—a man sitting near the center—spoke up. “Impressive,” he admitted. “We’ve been trying to secure a cooperation deal with RaveNow for months. You managed to finalize it in just a few weeks. That’s remarkable.” The others nodded in agreement, murmuring their approval. Moses gave a small, almost imperceptible smile. “Oh, it wasn’t me,” he said simply. “The credit goes to my personal assistant. She handled everything.”

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

“ Is that not--- “ Kai, are you watching the news?" Gerald said as soon as he answered the call. “ You just woke me up, Gerald," he rubbed sleep off his eyes. “ Good check the news, like now," he ordered him to. “ Okay," he turned on the television. He saw his wife holding Elon in an interview. The headlines read " Xara Maximillian, the CEO to Hopkins and Co, Miami, FL branch." “ No, that, that can't be her." Kai found himself saying.

He’s such a closed book. “ Yes, there is a possibility, but I almost don’t have any other choice. And because she’s just a kid, she told me if she went back empty handed then he would kill her by joining us we could make her a double agent, we’d tell her what we want him to know so then nothing important is getting really exposed. And then she’ll report back to me what she finds out.” He explained shifting his body. He’s so tall these seats have to be uncomfortable. You would think they would be smart enough to make them more tall person friendly.

Of course, they would, the two of us were the talk of almost everyone around, and it was only normal and expected for people to be admiring our presence. “Ezra?” I heard from behind me. I turned around to smile when I saw Mikhail, one of the club’s founders, standing in front of me. “And you must be Lia.” “How are you, Mikhail?” I asked, nodding at the man. “I am well, thank you for coming.” He said, and I smiled, feeling somewhat proud of him. The man was opening the club, as his first project, after his father died. His father was initially in charge of drugs, but his son was choosing a different path, and though it wasn’t a guaranteed one in the grounds of a cartel, it would at least guar