MR AND MRS MAFIA
I wasn't in the mood for another of their rambling reports but I had no other choice than to listen.
"Pakhan," Mikhail's voice came through the line, a hint of urgency under his usual nonchalance. "The shipment is on it's way. Should arrive by tonight, but there's an issue."
I raise an brow, leaning back against the polished black table in my office, "What kind of issue is it?"
"A couple of guys, lower level," Mikhail began, "There's some strange behaviour between them. There's some talk about betrayal, but I am uncertain about who's involved. I'm keeping an eye on it for now."
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