Chapter 20

Getting the all the info needed and choosing the right person didn't take us more than a few hours. The next day I contacted the police Lieutenant John Doug by sending him a message with a clip of the incriminating video and asked him to meet me in my car. From what I know he couldn't pay for the medical bill from his wife sickness so he took money from Fisk and did some not so pretty things in return, all of it recorded in a video.

When I saw Doug he looked like a man in his forties with graying and balding hair. Clearly a little bit jumpy and stressed. This state makes it easy for me to mess with him a little. I planned to act like a godfather to troll him a bit.

Since I don't smoke I can't pull out the big cigar thing so instead I had prepared spring rolls and some fried chickens ready to be consumed.

"Hello lieutenant Doug." I greeted him casually as I took a bite on a spring roll after dipping it on the sauce.

"Who are you and what do you want." The policemen asked, irritation oozed from his voice.

Finishing my spring roll, I looked right at his eyes and showed no emotion. "You could say that I'm the man who owns you. As for what I want, well, I want you to do something for me." I said to him keeping my voice casual and tried to sound like a crime boss.

I took a huge bite on my fried chicken as I handed him the files on the Rhanshakov brothers. The files also contain information that SEVEN picked up by spying on them, such as their money laundering service or their future illicit weapon sale location. Not enough to put them behind bars yet but enough to annoy or cripple their organization.

"The Russians!? What do you want me to do?" The lieutenant asked as he skimmed through the files.

"Simple, I want you to annoy them by arresting his men, confiscating his illegal merchandise, disrupt his dealing and other things you can think off. I want him to end up behind bars but I much prefer you kill him."

"They are one of the big players, you can't just arrest them. They also have other cops on their payroll." His exclaimed with fear leaking out of his voice. I didn't know that the Russians were already that big of a gang, but didn't matter they're still lacking.

"Chill out, I'm asking you to bust some of his operation to hinder him not outright arrest him and you be alone, Sergeant O'Hara, Walker, Johnson and Sutton will help you out. There's also enough intel in those files to get you started."

Those sergeants have been contacted by phone and paid by me to help the lieutenant. Too bad Fisk didn't have anything on the actual police captain or it'll be even easier.

"I can't do it. It doesn't matter how many you have, it's too dangerous." He told me with hesitation in his voice.

"Did you forget about the part I said I owned you?" I said with a deadpan voice and looked him like he was stupid.

"You can't threaten me, I know who you are kid, and I can bring you down with me if you ever push me in a corner." He said with determination and looked right at me in defiance.

"If you're talking about that recording device you have on you then I'm afraid to tell you that every things on it has been erased."

I already anticipated this might happen so I asked SEVEN to take care of it and in case it didn't work, I have men outside that can take it from him. He thought he got me but at the end he was the one who got played.

I continued to eat my treat as he checked if what I said was true. When he realized I wasn't joking his shoulder slumped and he looked very depressed.

"I heard that lately you've been struggling to pay for your wife medication. Cheer up, here's fifty thousand dollars." I threw a paper bag containing the money at him like it was common cabbage.

He grabbed the bag and gazed at it with need. Even though he couldn't refuse, I think he is now more likely to accept.

"Now that you agreed, let's toast." I handed him a fried chicken wing, he hesitated at first but in the end he took it and then clinked our wings before eating it.

"Now shoo, go back home. I'll be waiting for your news."

He didn't say anything back before leaving with the money and the files.

I have to admit that acting like a crime boss and bully kind of feel good, maybe that why so many villain of them out there.

With this matter deal with I can go back to chill and slowly get richer and stronger.