Chapter 276: Severing Ties With Los Zetas
Alex’s demands were simple. He wanted those who had attacked one of his women to pay dearly for what they had done…. But he also knew that going after the people directly responsible was… Shall we say, not going to be permitted?
After all, he could not get these shadows behind the throne to out themselves, or their sins, to the public. Such a thing would be the end of the dynasty they had built. But what he could do was have the director of the CIA punished for his actions.
And thus, Alex made it abundantly clear to the representative he was speaking with ,that he wanted one thing and one thing alone. Blood….
“My demands are simple…. Those agents who survived their attempts on my life, and that of my girl. I want their heads… As for the man who gave the orders, his too…. I know I can’t get your employers to give their lives in payment for their sins, but their lackies? That will have to suffice!”
The servant of Margaret gulped in dread as he read these words. It was clear that Alex would not leave things be unless he had his pound of flesh. But what he was asking was difficult to provide. After all, killing a few wounded CIA agents who were currently hospitalized was easy enough.
But taking out the Director of the CIA? That would bring questions to the surface that should not be investigated. And because of this, he was quick in his attempts to negotiate with Alex on this matter.
“What you’re asking… It would cause many problems for us… There are some powerful people, connected people on the list that you have given us… Getting rid of them would cause questions, these questions would cause investigations, and that would be a problem for us….”
However, Alex was refusing to budge on this issue. He had already displayed what kind of thorn he could be in the side of these mysterious powers. And he wanted these investigations to be conducted. Even if they eventually lead to nowhere, they would give credence to the online “conspiracy theories” he was about to propagate.
“Well, then… You shouldn’t have fucking kicked a sleeping bear in the testicles, now should you have? Eliminate, the man who sent the death squads, along with all of their survivors, or my next attack will be on US soil, and I promise you, that will kick open a far more nasty can of worms.”
Alex then went completely silent, no longer responding to the servant’s attempts to contact him. This, of course, caused the servant to panic. He had no idea what to do in this situation, and unfortunately for him, Margaret had grown curious about this matter, and had begun to seek him out. Where the servant quickly found his master in front of him with a displeased gaze in her eyes.
“Well? Aren’t you going to tell me what that fool’s demands are?”
With a heavy sigh, the Servent went into detail about the conversation he had with Alex, causing the wealthy and powerful woman to become outraged as she knocked over a priceless vase in a fit of fury, and thus destroying it in the process.
“That little shit! It’s obvious what he wants to do! Even if we can avoid an investigation, the sudden and mysterious disappearance of the CIA director will start a shitstorm on the internet. All those plebs who already think that the government is controlled by us will simply have more ammunition against us! Does he really overestimate himself so much?”
The servant was quick to remind the woman of what Alex had threatened if his demands were not met in their entirety.
“He did say his next attack would be on US soil… And he has already showed his capabilities… Is it really wise to go against his wishes?”
This, of course, only angered Margaret, who backhanded her loyal servant across the face before screaming at him.
“Idiot! Do you really think I would fear such a thing? A Los Zetas attack on US soil would give us all we need to launch a full scale invasion of Mexico. It would be the end of him. Even he isn’t stupid enough to be ignorant of this fact!”
However, despite being struck by his employer, the servant displayed both his intelligence and loyalty to the woman by pointing out something she had failed to consider.
“I mean… He didn’t say it would be a Los Zetas attack, and his connections go deeper than we previously believed… It’s possible he might be able to pin the blame on another group entirely… And we also don’t know exactly what his attack might entail. Judging by this man’s capabilities, it could be something quite destructive, or at the very least, disruptive to your plans.”
Margaret was at a loss for words, and decided she needed to calm down, and think things through, as she walked off in a hissy fit, leaving the servant all to himself.
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Alex fully intended to go through with his threat, and thus, after seeing Nina off to the safety of his private island, he returned to La Madre’s villa. Firstly, the man planned to woo the woman now that her affection bar was unlocked, but secondly, he wanted to make use of her connections to certain shadowy organizations that might be able to help him get what he needed.
His plans for vengeance against those who had harmed him were a terrible risk. Not only to himself, but to his family. But if he succeeded, it would be a permanent reminder to all the world’s powers that he was not to be fucked with.
And thus, after sitting down at La Madre’s table and sharing a meal with her, Alex asked the woman a serious question. One which she did not expect from him.
“Tell me…. Selena…. Do you have connections in the Middle East? Preferably Iran?”
When La Madre heard Alex call her by her first name she was slightly surprised, but when she heard the man ask his question, she immediately became wary of what he was planning, and was quick to ask him about his schemes, albeit with an incredibly worried tone in her otherwise alluring voice.
“That would depend… Why exactly do you ask?”
Alex wore a wicked smirk on his handsome face as he answered the woman quite openly, while still hiding his true desires.
“Some powerful people came after me, and my loved ones. I want to make them pay. I figured the best way to do this would be to aid their enemies. So do you, or do you not have contact within Iran that I can make use of?”
La Madre thought about it for a while. She already had an idea of who Alex had managed to piss off, and if he was asking about Iran, then she could easily guess his plans. Thus, with a heavy sigh, she finally agreed to Alex’s request, but under one stipulation.
“I do… But whatever shit you are about to try, make sure my name doesn’t get involved, understand?”
Alex nodded as he promised he would not get La Madre involved in his personal beef with the shadow government behind the United States.
“Okay… But you would be best to publically sever ties with me…. Because if I succeed in pulling this off, the damage to my enemies will be enormous, but I will probably be in the spotlight…”