Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss-Chapter 126: A movie.

Linda remained in the room as the president and the others walked out. She thought about his last words, about God, and His blessing. But she knew very well a seat was waiting for her, and the entire government, in Hell.

"Linda?" Benjamin voice came form the side as he remained in the room.

She looked at him with a faint smile. "We fucked."

"Yeah…" Benjamin said as he closed his eyes and started talking. "Other countries would lock down their borders, would start a hunt after the cartel members, especially if the vice president died. But not just that, they would fucking question all the agencies, like what the fuck were they doing and how they could let dangerous organization into the country without noticing them… well, maybe we're too ahead of them…" He laughed as he opened his eyes.

"In the Union status we are the 21st most corrupt country… out of the 25." She laughed too as she sat up and leaned on the table. "It's like we're living in a B tier movie script. The VP dies, the government can't do shit, because the people already want to fucking erase all of us, after the years of corruption, starvation, bad wages and the only person we can call upon to help is a gangster who, by the way, threatened to kill the justice minister, the ISB director, and if that wasn't enough, he wanted me to kill Carter first… me, the fucking justice minister." She looked at Benjamin. "And the best part of it is that I actually wanted to do it. I had all the plans, all the key members to do it but no, the cartel comes in, wages war against the country's biggest drug lord, but also kills the VP in the process. What is this life if not an ass script?"

Benjamin laughed. "Nah, it's an A-tier movie, Linda with dramatic elements. But every script has an ending, and I hope in the end, we live." He turned the chair toward her. "But how strange is politics, isn't it? Nobody seemed to give a fuck that Carter died."

"Everybody hated him, especially these times. Like, everybody, even his own supporters, turned against him. And that too, how the hell can the VP even have supporters even though they're the same party? Internal conflict is the worst to deal with."

"Well, nobody needs to deal with it anymore, because he's dead." Benjamin said.

"Yeah... a fully armored SUV gets shot up, and he dies how?" Linda turned to Benjamin. "Not even speaking about the secret service. They have radar, jammers, every type of equipment you need to protect the second most important people in the country you need and still, he dies." She shook her head.

"Well, I got the brief about what happened." Benjamin pulled out his phone. "Basically, it was a remote-controlled pipe bomb, which was thrown into the car because the windows were down. Then the car was shot up as they left the scene on motorcycles." He looked up at Linda. "But you know he could've survived, because in the secret service academy they also say that no matter what, never roll down the window. That's why the car has AC. But the black box picked up that Carter was angry, so they rolled it down.... but what I'm actually looking for is what the story would be for the public. Like, did a guard grenade explode, or was it the fuel tank? Or what happened? Because I'm pretty sure some people saw it and pulled out their phones to take a shot."

"They're going to tell the most outrageous lie, and I'm pretty sure if somebody took a photo or something, they'd find them, but Benjamin..." She looked at her as she heard a crucial detail. "What is the black box?"

"Like in planes. It records the route of the vehicle, and every detail like speed, the wheel's movement, and also records audio."

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Linda leaned forward, covering her face with her hand, and sighed.

"What?" Benjamin asked.

"You know how many times I talked about fraud, bribery, and everything else…"

"Don't worry, you're not that important." He laughed. "Basically, only the president and the VP have those. But why would you stress, when you know that nobody would ever hear yours? I mean… corruption, you know…"

"Still, now I'm going to be paranoid talking in my car…" She said, leaning back. "But even with all this, I still don't understand why would Sinatra attack Bellini and kill Silas?"

"That's a good question, because right now our only one aiming focus is the deal between Carter and Pacino, the Sinatra boss." He stood up. "If we can somehow get information about what was the deal between Carter and Sinatra we would have more answers."

"Even if we knew, it still wouldn't make sense. If they rule a whole region and have that many men, it means they're richer than Bellini, and have more power. Why would they attack him and Silas?"

"Territory and drug trafficking routes are all that they rule, that's my best guess. And you know now what is the worst?" He went past Linda. "Silas died, and who is the one that's going to take over the routes?"

"Our golden boy."

"Exactly. Which means war. And not just between Sinatra and Bellini, but Bellini against the alliance that Silas was in. Because I doubt they would let him take the routes… or maybe I'm just too pessimistic. I hope they'll be at peace and we can kill every single cartel member as fast as we can." He said and went out the door.

Why did it feel like Benjamin actually enjoys this whole shit… he's too happy…

She stood up too wanted to go out too, but then the phone rang.

"This is Linda—"

"You did what I asked for?" It was James.

She immediately sat back and looked around, but the room didn't have any cameras. Still, she covered her mouth as she spoke.

"Yeah, at the airport. The ambassador herself is going to wait, then straight to the embassy, with clearance."

"Thank you." James's voice this time was… genuine, like he really meant that thank you. "The flight will depart in 23 minutes. They're going with 18 guards."

"Understood… but what are you going to do?" She asked. She couldn't do anything else, she needed to hear it from the man himself.

Silence followed for a moment. Linda could only curse that James was in a car, but then he spoke.

"I'm going to kill each of them. You know why?" He asked.

"Why…?"

"Because I have the power to do so."