~~Alejandro~~
Everything on my table was arranged in a straight line. Reports, files, and proposals—every project waiting for my signature. I signed them one after another. Each department needed to show real progress in sales before the year ended, and I wasn’t accepting excuses.
My phone rang.
“Sir, Morales just booked a flight to Russia,” my agent reported as soon as I answered.
I leaned back in my chair and exhaled. “Fine. Follow him. If you need to bribe your way into anything, do it.” I didn’t let him respond before I cut the line.
Truth was, I had no business in Russia. No connections. No agents. But I needed someone watching Morales. He promised to get the drugs delivered in two weeks, and I was holding him to it.
I grabbed my phone again and dialed the number Mateo gave me l
