Chapter 01.3. Alli
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I gave a casual shrug, extending the bag of cash to my cousin Matt's way.
I respond, giving Matt a friendly tap on the shoulder, saying, 'It's all in a day's work, my brother.'
Matt, my cousin, is responsible for delivering this money to my uncle Adam, our D-Company's financial wizard, who was known as the "D-Company's Koshadhyaksh," or the "Keeper of the Financial Treasury." Adam has a knack for making money vanish into thin air, skillfully "laundering" it so that no one can trace back the cash to its origins.
"See you back home," Matt, I call out.
"You got it," Matt replies before hopping into one of the D-Company's SUVs with the cash. Two of our trusted soldiers, accompany him, one driving the wheel and the other riding shotgun. Security is a top priority for us, and we each have our preferred soldiers who stick with us. Although, every now and then, we enjoy taking the wheel ourselves.
As soon as Matt departs with the cash, Mika, our shop foreman, a lanky guy in his mid-forties with free flowing hair, steps forward with a grin.
"Boss, you really had that guy convinced he'd become the next Godfather with that car," Mika, our foreman chuckles.
I couldn't help but crack a sly grin. "Appreciate it, Mika. You know, I've got that itch for another car job. Anything exciting lined up?"
Mika's eyes light up. "Funny you should ask. Considering you're the best in "Grand Theft Auto," I've got something special in mind. "Let's keep that momentum going while you're still fired up and ready," he suggests.
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"I'll go check our orders real quick," Mika says, as he spins around and rushes into the little office next to the garage.
My shop team is still sticking around, grinning and discussing the deal with enthusiasm.
Sliding my both hands into the pocket, I say to my shop team, "Time to get back to work, folks. You rocked that car, and bonuses are coming your way." I gesture for them to go back to their tasks, and they all turn around with smiles.
In our D-Company run auto shop, we run a legit operation, but most of what we do here is far from legal. Auto theft is a big moneymaker for the "Diwan Company," aka "D-Company." We swipe cars, dismantle them, erase their identification numbers, swap out computer systems, reset mileage counters, rebuild them, give 'em a fresh look and paint job, slap on new ID numbers, and then put them back on the market. We also customize rides to match the latest styles and our customers' desires. Every now and then, we receive special requests for specific car makes and models with custom modifications.
Back when I and Sunny, my twin brother were kids, we practically lived in the garage, tailing the mechanics and auto body pros, absorbing all their wisdom. That's how I came to admire high-end cars, especially the sporty ones.
We stay off the cops' radar, all thanks to my grandpa's connections with some important folks in the city. As long as we keep things hush-hush...
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My twin brother Sunny and I were typically partners in car theft, but now that my twin has a serious relationship with a woman, we don't spend as much time together.
My brother Sunny walked away from the D-Company a year ago to follow his music ambitions. My brother's got great talent, and I'm rooting for him. He's even scored a major record label contract and is busy recording a bunch of tracks.
My brother Sunny is living separately with Seera now and not in the main mansion in D-Company Estate spread across 10 acres. I'm genuinely happy for him, but I can't deny feeling a bit adrift without my twin. I wish we could go back in time and be as close as we once were.
Everything's different since Mom's gone and Sunny moved out. I know I should accept it and move on, but, man, it's hard.
In recent times, it's like there's a gap in my life, and I can't figure out what's missing. I'm not feeling challenged, and I'm far from satisfied. It's the first time I've truly felt alone. After tonight's deal, I should be excited, but I'm oddly numb.
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