Next Move

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She stood on the upper floor of the building without a smile on her face; two of her armed guards were on either side of her, wearing the same bland expression as she was. She watched as her workers went about their jobs, each one of them carefully assembling fresh cocaine from big packages into smaller ones. She loved the smell of it – she loved the idea that every little bag of that powder was worth thousands of dollars and it made her feel even more powerful to know that it was all hers. For Carolina Rossi, only one thing was truly important; Power! It was the principle at which her late husband lived by while he was running the show, a principle that they both shared and now, with her at the helm, she was determined to stick to that principle and enforce it in everything that she did.

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