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I noticed Marko had finally arrived and was chatting to a group of guests near the staff exit. I caught his eye and signalled for him to follow me. He made his excuses before we exited through the ‘staff only’ door and headed for the office.
Miki wasn’t there when we arrived, so we took a seat, and I quickly caught him up on the latest events while we waited.
Miki came in about five minutes later.
“So, when are we meeting Glowacki?” I asked.
“Tomorrow night, dinner, eight p.m. at the Estate. Everyone needs to be there.”
We both nodded.
“Is he missing his guys yet?” Marko asked.
“Yeah, I told him we would explain everything tomorrow. We need to have all the facts before we talk to Glowacki. Now, what the fuck is happening?” he growled out.
“Don’t know for sure yet,” Marko replied. “I’ve got my guys looking into things.”
We all knew that no matter what the two Polish guys said, Glowacki was not going to jeopardise our alliance. Certainly not for what only, so far anyway, amounted to around a quarter of a million pounds worth of drugs and about a hundred and fifty thousand cash, which was simply small change for us.
It was always apparent to us it was a setup.
“Gotta have something to do with the Malia Boys,” I remarked.
This was the Malia Boys style, for sure. The Somali gang tended to be more brawn than brain, and while they might rule the northeast side of London, they did so through brutality rather than subtlety. These attacks had been low-level stuff, not needing much thought. Nevertheless, something didn’t seem quite right.
The attacks by the two Poles were obviously deliberately designed as an attempt to break up our alliance with Glowacki and weaken us. Even so, the Malia Boys alone would be no match for us. There was no way they were working with the Albanians, though, despite what the Polish traitors told us. So, who then were they working with? Whoever it was wanted to take over our drug operation, and whether we wanted to get rid of it in the future or not, we couldn’t let that happen.
These attacks just reinforced the need to have the drugs business gone sooner rather than later. I didn’t like the idea of someone trying to set Glowacki up or us. They had only arranged some minor attacks against us so far, which appeared to be an attempt to weaken our alliance, but I was concerned they might up the ante and try to set us up with the law.
When you had a drug operation, drug busts were inevitable, no matter how many cops you had in your pocket. There were several officers in both the Met and the National Crime Agency who would love the prestige of taking down one of the major players, and the level of our operation would carry some serious jail time. Naturally, none of us wanted to end up in prison if we could help it.
When you were in the criminal world, that possibility was always there, but our dad had taught us to be cautious. We kept a low profile and tried hard to ensure that our illegitimate business could not be traced back to us easily. However, there was only so much you could do to control things. And these attacks were out of our control. An unknown enemy with an unknown motive was a threat we couldn’t underestimate. It made me angry.
That’s why we had to deal with this as quickly as possible. That’s also why we had to offload the drugs and arms route and the rest of our drug business as soon as we could after that and everything else that didn’t come under the umbrella of white-collar crime. It was becoming way more trouble than it was worth, and I told Miki that. Again. For what was probably the hundredth time this month alone.
He sighed.
“As I keep saying, Sasha, I’m working on it, but it will take time to find someone who can not only afford to buy us out, but whom we can trust not to be an issue for us or our allies in the future. We need to know that they can be trusted in the long term. It is the only way we might ever get to go fully legit. I won’t put the family or brotherhood at risk because I make the wrong decision,” he growled, sounding pissed.
Uh oh, he called me Sasha; he did that when he was getting fed up with me. He called me Sashenka when he was really pissed, so he wasn’t quite there yet, but not far off.
“Okay, okay,” I said, raising my hands in surrender. I had pushed Miki enough. I knew better than to poke the bear too much.
“I know it can’t be easy; I am just saying, the sooner, the better.”
“Let’s deal with the current situation first.”
He sighed again like the weight of the world was on his shoulders. As Pakhan, maybe it was, I sure as hell wouldn’t want that responsibility.
“Yeah, let’s deal with one thing at a time,” Marko glared at me in annoyance before he turned back to face Miki.
“So, we think it is likely the Malia Boys behind these attacks then?” Marko asked, trying to get back to the business at hand.
“Absolutely, it’s their MO,” I said, nodding.
“I agree, but we need proof, and we need it before we discuss it with Glowacki tomorrow,” Miki growled.
“On it!” Marko and I replied at the same time.
