Pablo Escobar George Jung Novels & Stories

"Everything is in order, Mr. Escobar. The ceremony should be straightforward. Just a few speeches, the signing, and then the press." Oswald nodded, trying to calm his nerves. "Thanks, George. I just can't wait to get to that damn place, sign the shit and disappear." George smiled. His always impatient boss. “We will be there soon sir,” he said. Nathan who was at the front seat next to the chauffeur glanced back at them. “Nervousness boss, it is boldly written,” he said and made a face. George chuckled. Oswald hissed. That wasn't his interest now.

When they learned that the boss behind Lark and his group was Mr. George, Evan immediately had his men investigate the matter. But he was still not as efficient as Ivanka. Ivanka was reading the documents placed in front of her. Her gaze was still. Mr. George came from the Middle East and was connected with people from both sides of the law. Mr. George was a crazy man. He liked to use poison to control people, and he was obsessed with immortality. Rumor had it that he drank human blood and fed on their flesh!

“Mr. Le, Grover is an outlaw. He’s done similar things before and he’s managed to wiggle himself out every time! Not this time though! We have sufficient evidence to convict him of kidnapping three people!” “It’s time for him to pay for his crimes. Also, did anyone back him up? Is there anyone particularly close to him?” asked Mr. Le. “We haven’t found anyone directly aiding Grover in this particular event, but we do know that he’s quite close to Mr. Jung from the Investment Promotion Bureau. Both of them have had dinner together several times!” “Mr. Jung? Willie Jung?” replied Mr. Le, his eyebrows raised. “That’s the one. However, from what we can tell, he’s clean. He’s probably dealt with