Novel & Cerita Sinister Six Cartel

Sold to Diaz Cartel . Chapter 31: Demons really do have angelic faces. . “Mr. Cartel had no problem with his oldest son killing multiple families and student nor having a sex slave, no. What Mr. Cartel was against was one of his sons loving,” continues Lucius, coming back with a bag full of palettes containing tons of different colours.

Carter smiled “I am the Don of El Cartel del Lobo, and through a few light researches, I found out you are the heads of the double axes clinic, I want something light from you, the benefits? A college scholarship for your son in an elite school, I run the strings of it, it’s best to think very early of the kids future, he is a promising young man isn’t he?” “Yes, my Andrew is a brilliant boy!” Theresa mentioned excitedly “Great, and a benefit of hundred thousand dollars” “What should we do for you?” “From the 2013 secret auction, there were rumours of a drug, the Zenith nebula, they called it” he quoted with his fingers in the air “It’s true right?” “Ye– yes” “Infact it wasn’t a rumour, I ha

No gleaming gold bars. The secret vault is a treasure trove of madness. Neat rows of pills and small bags of fine powder. Paraphernalia for consumption. And beneath them, files. Contracts and agreements between Tristan, the Laurent Group, and a major drug cartel—a syndicate that was, until recently, the FBI’s most wanted. A violent chill races down my spine. Every muscle in my body locks rigid. My throat is desert-dry yet burning at the same time. I am frozen, staring, unblinking, at the lineup of hidden insanity that has lived under my roof, beside my bed.

I could feel their malevolent presence following close behind, determined to capture us. I knew I had to think fast. If they caught up to us, we'd be in deep trouble. I shouldn't have underestimated Sadie's abilities to track me down. Sadie Davis is one of the Sinaloa Cartel's Caporegimes, and she's been after me since the day I shut down their client's business. Well, we have our own client too, and they paid us good money, so we did our job of shutting down their competition. It's easy for me. Killing people is as simple as blinking my eyes.

Gage struggled to get the words out. The Sosa Kartel was a large drug ring run by Sars Sosa— the bane of Romero’s existence. Sars tried for many years to get into money laundering, but Romero’s operation was just too great, his reach too far. Every major player was already fiercely Loyal to the Bartolone Family, and Sars was shut out. Sars was always trying under-handed tactics to weaken Romero’s hold and was ignored for the most part, but this—blowing up his casino—was the last straw.

Light murmurs spread through the crowd, some disapproving, others neutral. Ryat leans in. "Bastard." "Hm." I lean closer too, our heads angled at each other. But he's not far off. Cosa Nostra is the most respected, most revered syndicate in the world. The only thing the cartel has on us is their bloodlust. We are violent, yes. We administer punishments where needed, collect debts when owed, kill when wronged. But nothing matches the heartless brutality of the cartel. Combine that with their sheer numbers, and we have a worthy opponent.

News travels quickly in their world, carried on whispers and spread by Cartel networks. The New York buyers, the recipients of that poisoned shipment, did not find it funny. When their top men started dropping with violent convulsions, there was suspicion everywhere. The tainted product was an unforgivable insult and a massive breach of trust. The retaliation was fast and merciless. Six Cali men, working for the New York buyers, were executed without mercy. Not by Ramón’s men, not by Pedro’s but by their own clients. This was a direct result of Lola's carefully planned sabotage.