LUCA
Mr. Talciro was seated across from me, a frown marring his face. "Are you not interested in the gold?" He asked. "I will give you twenty percent of the profit."
I chuckled. "I am interested in the gold, but I am not foolish, I will not risk my neck because of greed."
Mr. Talciro had called to schedule a meeting with my secretary. He had even allowed me to choose the location as a gesture of good will.
We were seated in a private booth at an upscale restaurant.
"You will provide the men, I will provide the means. We can make millions. And if you impress me, there will be more where this came from."
I took a sip of my whiskey and felt it burn down my chest. "And if my men are caught, what then?"
Mr. Talciro waved the words away. He smirked. "I hear your men are th
