Austin Foster’s POV
Drake…
My nemesis…
That’s what he is. I guess he didn’t get the memo, he has no idea what I’m capable of. I have my plans in place and in with just a snap of my finger, can destroy his entire family. Does he know how long I’ve been on this mission, does he know how long I’ve been On this mission, does he know what I’ve invested in this deal?
Well, I guess he doesn’t…
If he did, he won’t be playing these stupid games with me. Initially, I needed only the family’s resources so I could get back into the business. But with this stunt that he has just pulled on me, I have no fucking choice, I have to take his down as well. There is no way in hell that I’m paying for those goods that he destroyed with my money. It would be a cold day in hell before I can pay that money.
I must admit, He sure has nerves…
I have to applaud him for his smartest, I would never have imagined that anyone could pinpoint my secret hiding spots in that vessel. I’ve been using the Remington’s vessel to smuggle my goods after my properties were seized and destroyed by the cops.
You see, I didn’t just wake up one day and decided to be evil. I was not a bad guy, I mean, I’m bad, everybody knows that. But I wasn’t scheming and planning a major takeover such as this, I was minding my business and running my organization. I had it all, I had it all, I controlled the largest criminal organization in this city, I own a part of the shipping docks and I had my own vessel that I use to carry out my operation.
Who would have thought that I would be betrayed by my man, a guy I trusted implicitly. The snitch exposed my underground operation, and all my properties were confiscated by the FEDS, including my nightclubs, hotels, and other business. I was lucky enough to escape and now I’m a wanted man in my own city.
That is so unacceptable!
It made me so angry and frustrated. I was forced out of town for a few months. Luckily, my offshore accounts could not be confiscated, I was able to get back on my feet in a few months. I went for a plastic surgery, and I did some adjustments to my appearance. I came back with high hopes, I was ready to get back in business, and I was so ready to pick up from where I’d left off. But I realized that things weren’t the same anymore.
The other drug lords took advantage of my situation, they split my territories and tried to run me out of town. I had to fight dirty to get back my position and regain everything that was stolen from me. It was so hard, I did many despicable things, and I was able to reclaim my territories, but I couldn’t repurchase my space at the docks and my vessel. The Court refused to release them to me, and if I push any harder, I would attack unwanted attention to myself.
I was only able to repurchase my hotels, restaurants, and a few of my other businesses. My disguise as a foreign businessman was enough to throw them off my trail. I kept my head down, and I made sure my secret is not made public knowledge. Since I couldn’t get back my vessels, the only option is to transport my goods was to team up with a company of worthy reputation. I need a company that hasn’t had any problems with the Feds, a company like the Remington group of companies.
At first, I tried teaming up with one of the drug lords in the city, even the ones I consider as friends. But no one wanted to be associated with me, they wished I never came back. And if they could, they would kick me out of town without thinking twice about it. I had no fucking choice, I had to go with the silly goody two shoes, I mean, the Remington’s. I went to Connor Remington the CEO and head of the Remington family. I submitted a proposal to him, requesting to secretly use his ships and docks to transport my goods. I made him a very lucrative offer, I promised to split my proceeds with him. I even offered him my protection in this dangerous city. I promised to protect him and his family, I offered him money and protection,
But, guess what?
He blatantly refused!
The idiot turned me down and threatened to snitch on me if I dared to bother him or his family. He went as far as intensifying his security and making a secret video of our meeting, a video that exposes my secrets, a video that could destroy me. I wanted to snuff the life out of him and take everything I need from him, but he proved to be smarter. He hid the recording of us having a business meeting, then he informed the cops that his life was in danger, he told them he was receiving death threats, and he had them send a bunch of undercover operatives to his house. He put himself and his family under police protection while he tried to come up with a way out of the mess he has obviously landed his entire family.
They are so fucking dead!
He knows too much, he knows my true identity, and if I make any move, if I try to come after him and his family, he would expose me. He made it impossible for me to come after him or his family, but while he secured his family, he forgot to secure his companies as well. He thought I could not hurt him through his business because of his amazing track record. But I shocked him…
I thought him a lesson that he would never forget in a hurry. It’s true that I have the DEA and FBI on my case, I’m under strict surveillance and I’m on the run. But one thing is certain, if I cannot conduct my business the way I want, then he can’t conduct his business also. They had a fleet of cargo ships that they used for their business and their company is one of the best in town. But not anymore, I ruined his business…
And I’m glad that I did…
Over the years, their cargo ships have been missing in the open sea. They keep losing their ships one by one, they have no idea what has been happening to their ships, and there was no clue to follow, no evidence to lead the cops to the missing cargo ships. They had to borrow money from the bank to pay for damages for all the cargo that was lost at sea. And since they couldn’t find any of the missing Cargo ships, they had no choice but to sign a merger with the Osbornes. That way, they will have the money they need to pay off the bank and still keep their last ship.
Do you want the truth?
Well, here it is…
I did it…
I fucking sank those ships. Well, I didn’t actually sink them, but I made them disappear without traces. Since he wouldn’t let me use them, then I found my own way. I got information that one of his ships was faulty, so while he was fixing that ship I attacked all his other ships at sea and moved them to a place no one would ever find them. I made him go bankrupt, and while he was busy searching for his ships, trying to settle his clients and the bank, I worked on his last ship, I built some secret bunkers to hide my goods and I planted some spies in his organization that would help me move in my goods whenever this ship was sailing.
Unknown to Connor Remington, he just gave me a great idea. He set me on this path, and I’m glad I forced him to show me the right direction. Yeah, I made him do it, and I’m glad that I did…