Private Business.

Chapter 2.

I had thirteen hours to read through the files given to me by Celia, memorising anything I needed to know about my cover story and anything about the family and their operation I would find useful. 

Although there wasn't much up to date information about them that Celia hadn't already mentioned, literally the latest thing added to the folder was about Lorenzo dying turns out he had a tumour the size of a tennis ball in his brain that he found too late. Then a few notes about the family fighting over who would take over before Leonardo finally took over and proposed.

There were no up to date pictures of the family, it felt like I was going in blind the only information I did have was about twenty years old. The last picture of the family was when the three Cavazos siblings were children, Leonardo must have been about nine or ten in the picture.

I had packed three suitcases in total knowing I would only be out there for a while, even though they got engaged seven months ago it seemed Leonardo has been too busy getting settled into his new role to start wedding planning with his fiance Violetta and now he was ready it seemed they wanted to waste no time wanting the wedding to be in two months times.

At ten to eleven a car pulls up outside my apartment a blacked-out bulletproof SUV with two big burly men, one met me at my apartment buildings front door taking two of the suitcases from me while the other stayed by the car. Leaving my other suitcase with the other guy he opens the car door allowing me in and shutting the door behind me.

Neither one of them speaks to me apart from a greeting the rest of the journey is silent as they make the short drive to the local private airport, playing my role I silently sit in the back with a friendly smile like this isn't totally strange and uncomfortable.

We drive right up to the private plate pulling up the two men get out one opening the door for me as the other gets my suitcases another man who likely works here coming to lend a hand and put my suitcases on board.

The plane showed off their wealth a massive private jet, although I'm sure this wasn't their best jet that one was likely kept for the family only this one was more of a show-off if they pick people up or drop them off and want to intimidate them with how rich they are.

It was a sneak pick into what to expect off the family.

Although this wasn't my first time on a private jet having been on one for work plenty of times, heck once I was a flight attendant so I could wear a wire and pick up private conversations of a subject.

But I played my part looking impressed as I walked up the steps and into the plane marvelling at the interior, everything was a dark wood and white a seating area as soon as you walk in before going into somewhere you could sit and eat during long flights or meetings against a wall of mirrors with a matching door allowing you into the next room.