Firearms Trafficking

957 Words

LEONARDO POV After Leo sent the address to Matteo, he received confirmation from Baron, the drug dealer from Colorado. The concierge called to confirm Baron’s arrival, and Leo authorized the gate to open. As the garage door slid up, Leo took a moment to size up Baron’s sleek, high-end car. It was a reminder that arms trafficking, just like the mafia, was a lucrative business. Baron parked the car neatly in the garage, and Leo shut the gate behind him. He stepped out to greet Baron and his son, Carl. "Nice to meet you. I'm Leo.” Leo said, extending his hand. “Nice to meet you too. I'm Baron, and this is my son, Carl,” Baron replied, shaking Leo’s hand firmly. They moved inside and headed straight for the office. "Can I get anything to drink?" Leo asked as he poured himself a glass o

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