Chapter 5: A Mexican Mess.(Part 1)
Tuesday Morning.
3 black SUV trucks pulled up an incline and pulled around the huge WATER FOUNTAIN with the COLBY's Family Crest spraying water into the water's below.
James Colby stood out front dressed in a Versace Suit with the loafers to match. He checked his Patek watch and saw it was 5:45 AM. Enrique Mendoza was not lying when he said he will be arriving a quarter before 6. He is punctual and that meant he means business. The middle SUV doors open and outstepped the Mendoza Cartel leader and 2 strong guards.
Enrique Mendoza walked across the paved glass floors over to James Colby. He wore an all black suit and gold cuff links and shades. He stuck his hand out and spoke in a thick Mexican accent, "Nice to finally put a face to the name, James Colby."
"Vice Versa. This is the beginning of a long friendship and business deal. My son Wells have the penthouse suites all ready for you and your men. As for you and I...we are headed to the under water restaurant for a private breakfast and meeting. We have some things to discuss."
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James Colby.
"How did you get the sharks and other sea animals in here?" Enrique said quite impressed with the restaurant views. As do everyone who have came thru here from Beyonce, Nicki Minaj, Kendrick Lamar, hell J-Lo even have a private booth.
"Why you smile?" Enrique added.
"Oh because I always get that question. Just around the restaurant part we have a 400,000 foot long Aquarium. We spend millions on care, food, and the workers who tend to the animals. This restaurants racked in 1.4 billion last year. Its all worth it." I explained to him as his eyes stretched wide.
"Wow. So why stay in the drug world?" He asked.
"Its embedded in my blood. My family was on top and like spokes on a wheel each gang, cartel, mob, and/or family take their turn on top. The Colby's had fell off and this Hotel saved us and now we have many many many other ventures and getting some control back as the wheel gets back to the rightful family on top."
"All thanks to James Cartier. Or shall I say Deuce. Word is he saved you and your family name...then left the streets. No one has heard or seen of him." He said as it caught me sort of off guard. He sat up and cut his medium rare steak and popped a slice of it in his mouth.
"James Cartier and I did business. Equal opportunity for us both. The Colby name may have has a stain on it but its clean porcelain now, trust. Unlike a gang or cartel we are family here. And everyone plays their roles and the ship runs like a oiled machine. Now I called you here for business. 15 million in drugs and 5 million in cash if I deliver you your boy."
"And on the phone you told me arrive today because you know where my boy is. That picture I ran thru many databases. All failed as expected. However, one call to a Jersey connect. Big old man there—He goes by Bass to most. He has his hands in more cookie jars and his thumb on many deals around the world. You know of him?" Enrique asked as my heart raced against time. Of course this motherfucker knows Mister Bass. When is that old fart gonna die!?
"Yes I know of him." I responded.
"Good because he did know the man in the photo and informed me that you know who that man is tied to...Mister James Cartier. Now on my way here I just couldn't piece together why you would not divulge that information. Then I remembered something my wife told me before Things turned sour between us... omitted information is important information to the ears that never heard it. Then my connect in South Florida tells me it would be no COLBYS in the underworld without James Cartier's help years ago. So what the fuck is going on?"
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