The Devil JOVE's
10. About Franklin
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Arriving at the port, Jove and his men immediately boarded a speedboat each containing seven people. While lighting a cigarette, Jove asks Franklin to contact Mr. Farjaad. He wondered if the AG person was already in the designated place or not. Given that their transactions were targeted by the police, so Jove had to make sure that their transactions were safe. He was certainly not willing to lose after the previous leak. Also because there was something he wanted to show the person.
“What Mr.Farjaad has arrived?”
“Already, Sir,” replied Franklin. “Mr. The Frajaad arrived ten minutes ago. He is quite professional even though this is our first meeting.”
“He should have done so. Because if he dares to offend me, it is not impossible that only his name will return to the State of AG. I do need opium from them for my drug marketing to LA, but that doesn't mean I'm totally dependent on them. You should always keep this in mind, Frank. Tell all our manufacturers that I will not hesitate to finish them off if they dare to play games with me!” jove said with a tone of warning.
“Good, Sir. I'll warn them all later,” said Franklin obediently.
“We leave now.”
Franklin immediately ordered his men to launch a speedboad. He then stood right next to his smoking boss with one hand stuffed into his pants pocket. Try to imagine. A handsome man with black eyes standing next to the speedboat driver while blowing cigarette smoke up, don't you think this is really cool? If yes, then you have one thought with Franklin. Ever since Franklin first met his boss, he never did not admire this great man. Oya, maybe some of you are curious about Franklin's origins. Okay, I'll explain it.
Dirga, better known as Franklin, used to be a child living in an orphanage. One day when Dirga was about to cross the road, he accidentally saw a boy who was writhing in pain in the car. Dirga decided to help him. However, he who does not know about who the child is actually the victim of the wrong target of the person who wants to finish the child. Instead of fainting or crying in pain from a gunshot wound to her waist, Dirga bravely ran after the person who had shot her. It was only one that Dirga thought of, replying to that person. Honestly, Dirga's presence in that place is because she was kicked out of the orphanage because of the isolated Dirga. I don't know what's wrong. What is clear is that Dirga received very bad treatment at the home where he lived. And because the gunshot wound on his waist was bleeding so much, Dirga finally fell down. Shortly before Dirga's consciousness was gone, he saw a woman running towards him. Then Dirga arrived on an island in which there was a kind of terrible training ground. After he met his helper goddess who was none other than the mother of his current boss, from then on Dirga's name was no longer his name. Franklin, this name was chosen specifically by his boss. In return, Franklin promised to live while faithfully serving his boss. And from that moment Franklin was educated very hard by the great people who were on the island to grow him who is like now. Cold, nimble, and the most knowledgeable of anything to do with Mr. Jove, the great man whose place lives.
After the speedboat moved for approximately thirty minutes, Jove glanced towards the group of people standing on the yacht. Yep, you guys are right. The transaction will be carried out on board Jove's yacht. Why a cruise ship? Because later this ship will carry the main ingredient for the manufacture of heroin.
“Hmmmm, they seem to be very vigilant, Frank. Looky. Mr.Farjaad even brought three snipers at once. Is he doubting the strength of our group?” ask Jove while making a smile.
As soon as the speedboat docked on the yacht's stairs, Jove stepped down from there. From behind his sunglasses, Jove stared ridiculously at Mr. Farjaad who looked so tense. Especially when his men Jove put out a weapon in each hand, the concern in Mr.Farjaad increasingly visible.
“Goodnight, Mr. Jove,” greet Farjaad. Honestly, he was a bit goosebumps looking at the arrival of this mafia. Although Farjaad has faced many times directly with the drug mafia, but only this time he felt very depressed. The intimidating aura was so strong it felt, as if it was able to tear apart all the bones present in its body.
“What is this? You even let three snipers escort you. Is this how bad you're gonna lower my powers?” ask Jove coldly. He then sat down cross-legged in front of Mr. Farjaad.
“Not so, Mr. Jove. I just didn't want to die fast yet, so the organization decided to send them with me. Don't worry, they won't act without my orders, ” Farjaad replied. He then looked at the snipers then nodded faintly, signalling for them to lower the weapons.
Damnit. How did Mr. Jove know they were snipers? It's critical. I think I need to be careful in speaking. I don't want to die silly in his hands.
“Mr.Farjaad, why did you reduce the amount of opium I requested from your group? Didn't you know that I lost a lot because of that. And if calculated in nominal amounts, the price of your life and all your men who are here will not be proportional to the loss that I have to accept. So ... You better explain why you're so presumptuous to get in my way. Explain it, and I will listen to your fairy tale well!” jove asked as she opened her sunglasses. He then grinned while looking closely at Mr. Farjaad who looked riled up in his seat.
“Tuan Jove, as the largest opium producer, obviously I feel threatened when I hear that our transaction has been sniffed by the police. And if I keep pushing to send opium as you want, it doesn't rule out the possibility that this will make it easier for them to come after us. So to avoid that risk, I decided to give you a little opium first, only later I will send it to the stage,” replied Farjaad trying to stay calm when answering Jove's question. “Mr Jove, I'm not the first time I've done opium deals with drug dealers. However, only this time I made a decision which has made you lose. I know my actions are not professional in our business, but this can happen because of the carelessness of your own group. If only this transaction plan did not leak, your business would definitely not be constrained like now!”
Franklin glanced at his boss who was smiling as Mr. Farjaad blamed him. Although in reality the mistake is not in Mr. Farjaad, but not mean he can talk like that to his boss. Instead of what, Franklin was only worried that it would offend his boss and Mr. Farjaad would lose his life. Things like this could have happened considering that his boss had been smiling ever since. And it was most difficult for Franklin to understand what that smile meant.
“If I bring you someone who has made me a big loss, what will you do to him, Mr.Farjaad?” Jove purposely asked while emphasizing Mr.Farjaad's word at the end of the sentence.
Next to Farjaad's eyebrows was pulled upwards as soon as he heard Jove's question. Curious, he nodded his head. Farjaad wants to see what it looks like from people who have been so brave to offend the largest drug dealer in the S Country. Really, his guts are amazingly great.
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