A New Day, A New You part 12 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 12

... in my chair as the woman from the café begins to tend to my stab wound. “Mr. Vargas you have till end of week to arrange release of my goods or I will come to your home, find you where you are sleeping and,” he begins to speak his own language which causes the woman to chuckle,” apologies but it does not translate into English well.” I’m escorted from the plane by the woman from the café to my car. As we stop at my driver side door she takes my wounded hand and looking me in the eyes kisses the bandage she placed on it to stop the bleeding before turning away from me and moving back to the plane. I get in my car quickly and drive with pure fear back home and lock the door behind me and begin to have a few therapeutic drinks. I think about everything I saw and heard before sitting at my computer and with one hand begin to search a few things and learn more than I expected. Vanko is the name of a Russian diamond magnate who has more than a few connections in the US along but when I pull up Kazimir Vanko I learn how bad it is. He’s Russian mob and not only that he’s the wealthiest and youngest of the current leaders and deals in new acquisitions of African blood diamonds. I am hit with a lightning bolt, his African diamonds get taken in by his family business and become legitimate diamonds on the market around the world and with the dropping price of gold his family name means one thing, MONEY! All the basic financials are there online and they are living on estimated Chinese ...

... populations of personal wealth not counting their business and the illegal activities of Kazimir. I sit back and review the shipping information that Carter sent me on the locations of the held goods and find that Mr. Vanko’s goods are in an offsite holding area under minimal guard, easy pickings. Settle in for bed after few more drinks and think about it, Anita will be blamed when all of a sudden the shipment she is responsible for has missing items. Vanko will never report it since they are doing the illegally moving diamonds across international lines and if I work it right I can make out with retirement anywhere in the world. Afternoon the next day I have Leonard, Jake and a limping Brent in my condo explaining the job, the three of them are less than enthusiastic. “Mr. Vargas we went to work for you before and got fucked up for our time. Now you want us to break in to a government warehouse and break in to steal blood,” Jake asks confused, welcome to my being the smartest man in the room. “Blood diamonds, African conflict diamonds, uncut and untraceable. You three can get in, grab whatever you find and I’ll get them sold off easy as pie. Each of you will get ten percent after fees to sell the stones,” I explain and the three look at each other when Brent answers. “No we’re out,” I actually feel shocked as they begin to get up and leave. “You can’t be out, this is the biggest score of your pathetic criminal careers and you’re walking away,” I shout at them as they stop and ...