Ecstasy
The Part 51
“Of course not, I'm still sane, where might I take photos during the transaction, could be a problem and evidence if caught by the police,” kilah Brandon. Safe, many reasons have been prepared. Even the exercises have also answered without nervousness and tend to be relaxed so as not to be suspected. People who used to deceive, lie, and do cunning, certainly not easy to believe. And from that, all was anticipated.
“Oh, I thought you were shooting during transaction.”
“No.”
“Then, what do you mean?” photo Alex interrogated me in great detail. It's not that easy to meet a big-time criminal.
“The photos, just in case they run away without giving me a deposit, then I take pictures of his identity card.”
“Oh, yes? Let me see.”
Brandon took out a cell phone, showing about thirty identity cards. Alex appears to be back in touch with his boss but stays in front of him. Be able to hear what is being spoken of.
“He really has a dealer, I think it is natural to spend that much in one week because it does not work alone.”
‘True as expected, surely they doubted that I could sell out,’ Brandon murmured inwardly.
Brandon suddenly raised next to an eyebrow when Alex glanced at him. It seemed like the man was being ordered to ask.
“Where did you get all those dealers?” ask Alex.
“I look for unemployed youth who like to get drunk but do not have money, I promise them income if they succeed in selling this candy in less than a week,” explained Brandon. Intentionally the sound is more hardened so that the drug boss who is being called by Alex can hear.
Alex looks to turn off the phone. “My boss wants to meet you, to give you a special member. It just so happens that he is on a mission to expand the market to Asia, Australia, America, and the Middle East. So, bring your dealers, they'll be useful for smuggling.”
Brandon should not show complacency, keep the face as flat as possible. “Now?”
“Not, but tomorrow night.”
“My boss's warehouse, you won't know its location, so come here and I'll take it there.”
“Oke, I'll call them to come.”
Brandon didn't leave Alex's residence. He chatted for a moment, discussing how to become a city but never caught by the police, more precisely managed to avoid the authorities.
...........
Brandon had just returned home at midnight, checking his cell phone and there had been more than twenty missed calls. Selena sent a message asking a question.
‘It's been a week, why don't you come home soon? Is the business not finished?’ There is a message embedded a worry of a wife to her husband.
Brandon saw his wife's contacts online and would finally answer by phone. It only took a second, straight up.
“I'm worried about you.” The first sentence that Selena immediately uttered was that.
“Yes, sorry, I don't think I can go home yet, it still takes a while. Maybe three days.”
“How long was it?”
“It turns out that it is not as easy as I imagined to complete this mission, they are high-class criminals that not just anyone can meet.”
Selena changed the voice call mode to video. The two can now look at each other from the screen.
“Can you just go home? Stop taking care of this, let the authorities finish. Every day my heart beats for fear of you getting hurt. Faced is not an ordinary person, this is a villain who can certainly recklessly do anything.” Selena pleaded with her husband. I don't know why I've had such a bad feeling lately.