As Eddie and Lilya reentered the mansion, the grandeur of the party was in stark contrast to the tension between them. Eddie glanced around, noting the opulence and the sheer number of influential figures mingling, all seemingly oblivious to the danger lurking beneath the surface.
Lilya leaned closer to Eddie as they approached the bar. “Have you thought about how you’re going to approach Axton tonight?”
Eddie shook his head slightly, his eyes scanning the room for Axton. “I’m still formulating a plan. The key is to act confident, show that I’m not intimidated. But I also need to get close enough to gather some useful intel.”
Lilya sighed. “Be careful. Axton is notoriously suspicious of newcomers. He’s not someone you can just charm with pleasantries.”
Eddie smirked. “Well, I’ll try to do a little more than just charm him. I’ve been dealing with difficult people for a long time.
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Eddie’s heart pounded as he scanned the list in front of him. The name “Bianca” was glaringly out of place among the other names—crossed out and marked with a red “X.” His eyes widened in shock as he processed the implications. He glanced up at Axton, who was seated behind a large mahogany desk, his expression unreadable.“Mr. Axton,” Eddie began, trying to keep his voice steady. “Why is Bianca’s name on this list? It looks like a blacklist.”Axton’s eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint flashing across his face. “Ah, Bianca. You’re curious about her, I see.”Eddie leaned forward, his tone urgent. “I need to know why she’s on this list. This isn’t just a matter of business—it’s personal.”Axton steepled his fingers, regarding Eddie with a calculating gaze. “Bianca’s family was once part of our operations. They were involved in the cartel’s affairs before they betrayed us.”Eddie’s brow furrowed. “Betrayed you? How?”Axton’s expression hardened. “They were key players in our networ
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Eddie’s mind was a whirlwind as he paced the floor of his dimly lit study. The weight of Axton’s ultimatum pressed heavily on his shoulders, each tick of the clock seeming to echo his anxiety. His phone buzzed on the desk, and he grabbed it, hoping for some kind of breakthrough or solution.A message from Rudolf flashed on the screen: *“Eddie, we need to discuss our next steps. Meet me at the usual place.”*Eddie’s heart sank. Meeting with Rudolf meant delving deeper into the dangerous web he was entangled in. But there was no way around it—he needed answers, and he needed them fast. He quickly composed himself, determined not to let his frustration show, and made his way to the secluded meeting spot Rudolf had designated.---The dimly lit room of the old warehouse smelled of dust and mildew. Eddie arrived to find Rudolf already waiting, a scotch in hand and a stern look on his face. The sound of his footsteps echoed off the concrete walls as he approached.“Rudolf,” Eddie greeted, t
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Eddie sat at his desk, the glow of his computer screen illuminating the deep lines of concern etched across his face. He stared at the draft of the email he had been composing, his thoughts racing. His plan was simple: invite Bianca to a private dinner to discuss the increasingly complex situation involving Axton and her family. He knew that if he was going to get any meaningful answers, he needed to approach the conversation carefully.With a final glance at the email, Eddie hit send. The message was straightforward: an invitation for dinner at a quiet restaurant known for its discretion. Eddie hoped that the private setting would encourage Bianca to open up.---The restaurant was a cozy, dimly lit venue with plush seating and soft, ambient music playing in the background. Eddie arrived early, choosing a secluded table at the back. He glanced around the room, every now and then checking his watch. His nerves were on edge as he waited for Bianca.When Bianca arrived, she was dressed
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Eddie sank into his leather armchair, the weight of the evening’s events pressing heavily on him. The silence of his penthouse seemed almost oppressive as he replayed his conversation with Bianca in his mind. Her fear, her unwillingness to talk—it all pointed to deeper, darker issues connected to Axton and the cartel. He knew he had to find out more, not just for his own sake but for Bianca's as well.He glanced at his watch; it was late, but he couldn't afford to waste any time. Eddie picked up his phone and sent a quick text to Daniel: *Need an update ASAP. This is more urgent than I thought.* Then, he turned his attention to the files on his desk—documents related to the project with Axton and the cartel. He knew that any clue could be the key to unraveling the mystery.The next morning, Eddie was at his desk early, his coffee growing cold as he sifted through the documents. His phone buzzed with a new message. It was from Daniel: *I’ve gathered some information on Axton’s operatio
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Eddie drove through the quiet streets, his mind racing with thoughts of the plan he and Bianca had just discussed. The weight of their conversation pressed on him heavily, but he knew there was no turning back now. As he pulled up to his apartment building, he resolved to take immediate action.The next morning, Eddie wasted no time. He made a series of phone calls to old contacts and allies, people who had once worked for or against Axton. Information was key, and he needed to know everything about Axton's current operations, his weaknesses, and his plans."Eddie," came a voice on the other end of one of the calls. It was Tony, an old associate who had once been deeply embedded in the cartel world. "Long time no speak. What brings you back into the fold?""I need information, Tony," Eddie said, his tone serious. "It's about Axton. I need to know everything you can tell me about his current operations."Tony hesitated. "That's a dangerous path you're treading, my friend. Axton's not o
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Eddie sat in his dimly lit office, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the polished mahogany desk. His jaw clenched in frustration as he replayed the recent events in his mind. Frank had gone too far this time. For years, they had been rivals, each trying to outmaneuver the other in the cutthroat world of corporate takeovers. But this—this was personal.Frank’s latest move had been a masterstroke of treachery. He had managed to sabotage Eddie’s most significant project, a deal that would have solidified Eddie’s position as one of the top players in the industry. And as if that wasn’t enough, Frank had spread rumors, causing several key investors to pull out at the last minute. Eddie’s company was now on the brink, and he was seething with anger.But Eddie wasn’t the type to back down easily. He had always been known for his tenacity and sharp mind, qualities that had earned him respect and fear in equal measure. And now, as he stared out of the window at the city skyline, Eddie knew h
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