Chapter 2: Chapter 1
After the killing of Marquės, the Liberian man who had stolen 25 kilograms of cocaine from her to sell it for his own benefit, she pressed down on the intercom buzzer
“Send someone to clean this mess, now”
“yes, your highness” the voice replied back.
She stared back at the map with a calculating look on her face, she was to meet with Samuel, the king of the Canadian empire the next day to sell a large amount of heroin and cocaine and she had to decide the best route to follow so the fucking police would not be to track her, she had been on their radar for the past 5 years but they had never been able to find or catch her but it was better to be safe than sorry, there had been too many close calls in the past and she couldn’t make a mistake this time, it was worth too much money.
There was a knock on the door and she stood up with a gun in her hand, she never went anywhere without one, she looked through the peephole before opening the door. Two men in black suits entered followed by a female cleaner and finally her best man, Jacques, a Togolese man with fair skin and dark eyes, a long scar ran across his cheek and his natural spiky hair stood up in different ways
“I see you’ve been busy” he said with a heavy French accent and humour laced in his voice
“Very” she replied with an eye roll as she walked towards the alcohol cabinet and poured herself a cup of whiskey to calm her nerves. She sat down back on her chair and swirled the golden liquid inside the glass cup before taking a sip and dropping it back on the table.
“What way should we dispose of the body your highness?” Sango asked, he and his twin brother Santiago the other man in a black suit were from Kenya, they were both working for a drug lord in Kenya before she took power and they both followed her
“Feed him to the sharks, I don’t want any remains of his body and go to Marlovo to remove the bullet from his skull. Increase the hole after the bullet has been removed, use a nail or something, I don’t care, if the police find the body, I don’t want them to track the bullet hole or bullet to my gun, understood?”
“Yes, your highness” he replied before they drag the body out of the room and the cleaner starts to wipe away the blood stains.
Jacques turned to look at her “what should be the next line of action concerning the goods to be moved tomorrow?”
She took a slow sip of the whiskey while staring at the map “Have they packed it the way I instructed them to?”
“Oui”
“We pass through the American borders, the second route, through the forest, I will lead. Tell them to get ready, we leave in 20 minutes, we must not be late. We should be through the American borders by dawn”
“Your wish, is my command your highness” he replied before walking out and closing the door behind him. The country ‘America’ brought a lot of memories to her and she sighed sadly before picking a picture from her drawer and staring at it before hastily dropping it back, it was forbidden, it could never happen, it was her death wish if she even thought about it. She gulped down the remaining whiskey before putting on her black leather jacket and walking out the door.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone