They should never have met.
Each one of them lived in different parts of the world. She lived in the light, an ordinary existence while he kept to the shadows, the underworld.
But one fate encounter brought them together and no matter how hard the...
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Maximus
Stepping off the plane I couldn't help but hope that this final meeting for a new shipper we can use is the one. I've met with Casing and Montique who are still not my choice and I'm tired and ready to be home. Meeting with businessmen gets tedious, especially after a few months.
Montique was in Rome and despite the desire to work with someone from the motherland, he and I didn't click. He was a young man who wanted to peacock around me, showing his business and skills. The last thing I need is another partner who needs his ego stroked.
Next was Casing in the London port. He had potential, his business was growing which is a good sign that he takes work seriously and knows what he is doing. But at the moment we need a cargo partner who can hit the ground running and is in perfect understanding on how the mafia families work and who are the enemy players.
"Maximus Sorrentino, welcome." A man spoke up from one of the SUVs that are awaiting me and my men.
Hearing the Irish accent, I glance over to see who I'm here to meet.
Shaw.
The short red-haired man stood in front of the middle SUV.
One reason I'm weary about using him is his close ties with the Irish mob, who are his second cousins. His cargo business is separate from the family business, but it has ties with them nonetheless, which must be kept in mind. It could be a perk because it means mutual respect on both sides and Shaw understands how to work with a mafia.
It could mean the Irish can watch us carefully. Or, it could work as insurance between the two mafia families. Neither Irish nor Italian will move against the other since we use the same cargo partner.
"Shaw, thank you for having us." Reaching him I put my hand out to shake.
The Irish man motioned for the SUV and I got in before him, my other men getting inside the other SUVs with our luggage.
"My pleasure, Mr. Sorrentino." Shaw said closing the car door, the SUV starting up and heading to Shaw's compound.
"Please, call me Maximus." I smile at Shaw who nods his head and leans back in his seat. "I can assume you know why I'm here to visit you?"
He nodded. "Aye, you are interested in my cargo business and to see if I have any information on Carnellio."
I straightened in my seat. "You are well informed, we have been keeping our dealings with Carnellio quiet."
Shaw shrugged. "He is business competitor, it's my job to know what he is doing. When I heard you were on a trip wanting to stop by, it was an easy connection. I wouldn't worry about Carnellio figuring it out, I have been in the business for a long time. That pup doesn't know shit."
Chuckling I nodded my head in agreement. "If you know that about Carnellio, what else do you know?"
The man beside me wiggled his jaw. "Someone is gunning for you, there are some rumblings I heard over at the family business. Don't misunderstand me, we have nothing to do with any of it. We see you as good allies and business partners."
