Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss-Chapter 135: Deal.

Everybody looked at him, even Benjamin's face was not tuned into something serious, he was sure that Jame would accept one of them.

"What do you mean…?" Linda asked.

"Well, this little back and forth was very… thought-provoking and something actually popped up in my mind." He looked at Linda. "First I don't care if I get killed." He looked at Benjamin. "Get arrested or any of those things…" He looked back at Linda. "What I care about is family and those who I care for, so this clearance and pardon would mean nothing to me as I don't plan to get my family back from Maraci, and that country is not in the Union and still the safest on this planet, which also means I can't go in."

He stayed silent for a bit then continued. "So I am somebody who cares for the people not like you guys who don't give a shit about the starving town in the countryside, and the slums, so what we are going to do is smart move."

"But the plans already—"

"Linda, please don't talk when I'm talking." James stared at her, which she looked back.

"So what you guys want at least what I'm thinking about the first sentence here." He pointed at the document. "Is it basically arm me with people and weapons and ex-agents,ex military personnels, and go to war against the cartel yeah?" He asked Linda.

"Shortly yes."

James nodded as he thought. "But for the people nothing good is going to happen. They will only see death, and more death and more death and they are going to hate you guys." He gestured toward all of them.

"What is your plan then?" Thomas asked.

"My plan is to actually once in this government lifetime do something good that makes me money and make you guys seem like heroes. The public is going to love all of you like never before."

"How do you intend to?" Thomas asked again, like he was really listening to James.

"First, we make Silas's death public. We play it like it was actually you guys who killed him during a raid." James waited for them to react, but they were kind of surprised by it and just stared at him. "With that comes my part of the deal. You guys will give all of Silas's money and half of the product he stored with all of the equipment."

"What is good for us from that? Is it just good for you?" Edward said.

"No, it's actually a good plan." Thomas said as he thought about it. "What about the other half of the product?"

"Well, actually, all of it will be yours, but half of it will go into the news. That's how much drugs were busted, which also means the public will be shocked and happy about it, and it will send a message not just in the country but outside of it. In reality I'm going to sell all of it and with the profit you guys will help the people I choose to help, which would be the countryside towns." He looked at Benjamin, who just nodded.

"You're using some pretty words, but in reality, you'll spend the money through us." Denis said.

"You dumb? Are you?" James asked back. "That also means it would seem to the public like you're doing it."

"But there's nothing good for you in it." Thomas said. "I mean, it sure would make us look good, but what's your part in it? Silas's routes are good, but it still isn't worth this much."

"True, but I already made another deal with Benjamin, but it's between us." Everybody looked at him, but Benjamin just smiled. "So for the public, you guys made the country's biggest drug bust, also killed one of the top players, and suddenly started doing good things, like helping out the poor ones, and that's where what I want comes in."

"And what would that be?" Linda asked now.

"First, my money. We can't launder it anymore, so I need the government's help to clean it and actually make it usable. So you guys will do that and then just send it back to me. Second, I'm still going to produce drugs, but I need something that makes me easy money. That's why you guys are going to legalize Greenweed for medical use, and I'll be the one producing it, basically holding a monopoly over the market."

"That's going to be hard." Linda said. "I mean, we can't just do it in one day. It needs to be studied and passed through all the—"

"No, it can be done." Thomas added again. "19 countries in the Union already legalized it for medical use, and have thousands of studies, so we can do it with one signature from the president. It doesn't need to pass through all the government."

Edward and Denis didn't even say anything, just covered their thoughts about all of it. It cautiously felt real.

"There's always a third one. What is it?" Linda asked.

"A peace treaty for one year. That's all I'm asking for."

"Peace treaty?" Linda asked back.

"Yeah, because I'm going to start killing off everybody that steps in my way, so the peace treaty will protect me from you guys." He looked around once again.

"You're playing a long game." Edward spoke as his hand knuckled again."This whole thing about the Sinatra cartel, who knows how long it's going to last, maybe a month, maybe years, which also means you will have more time to deal, make more drugs and sell it. Why are we helping you? And you didn't even mention your plan on the Sinatra cartel."

"What you said is totally true. I'm going to make hundreds of millions out of this war. And my plan against Sinatra is very basic. We just massacre them the moment they step into the country, not the city, but the country." He stood up first in the whole meeting. "When we kill, even one of them, we're going to put him in the news without any censorship. We're going to show him off like we just shot a deer." He buttoned his suit. "So launder my money, legalize Greenweed, and a peace treaty. That's my side of the deal. Your side will be the people, they will be cheering, clapping their hands, that finally you guys did something. And not just that, with helping the poor ones out, you and the government would get more points. And think about it, the next election is in 2 years. If the president steps down, you guys will be fired and prosecuted on the first day."

"It's still we give too much for you. We get nothing out of it. We can cheat at the elections, that's no problem at that." Denis said as he smirked. "You're getting three things that make you a billionaire and more powerful. Why are we only getting more appreciation from the public?"

"True, you know I only thought about myself and the family." James smiled. "Quickly tell me what y'all want."

Linda looked at Thomas and Stephen then back to James.

"Give back all the blackmailing material." She started. "All the leaked files, all the documents, everything that you have in your hands. We also want names, who sold them to you. We also want to join the DTA."

James shook his head. "DTA again? I'm not joining something that puts a leash on me, Linda. But I'll give y'all the documents, all of it."

"We can't trust you, you could have copied them." Edward said.

"Yes, I had all of my time copying leaked documents when I didn't even give a fuck about you guys from the beginning." James said. "So what is the other thing?"

"A profit share." Thomas said. "If the Greenweed goes through, then a profit share would be nice, half of the sold product up until the peace treaty or our deal ends." He waited a bit. "And whatever you want to help the community, the public, with food, buildings, houses, jobs it would go through us."

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"So all the credit goes toward the government." James said.

"We're asking just as much as you." Thomas said. "And don't forget we're going to give you ten, if not hundreds, of millions worth of equipment and manpower to deal with the cartel, and I know for a fact that you're going to use them on your enemies, not just the Sinatras."

James didn't say anything. He sat silent, then turned to Hector. "Do you have anything against it?"

He waited a bit, then shook his head.

"Then the deal is over. Just write it on a paper so I can read it through, and I will come back for it and confirm that is what I said." He looked around at them. "It was nice to talk with you guys. It's an honor to me." He smiled, then turned around.

"Wait…" Thomas's voice came again. "The guy who's usually in a white suit, Ferucci, I think his name and the women Bella, are they dead?"

"No, they didn't. Bella is somewhere else, and Ferucci, well…" He looked back at Hector. "He is currently working I guess."

"What that—"

"Our meeting is over." James said as he waved his hand. "Call me when you guys have the whole plane worked out." Hector opened the door and they left.

And for Ferucci, he was really working, sitting in a car alone near Isabella's house and getting ready.