Chapter 82: Shooting, why are you joining the fray!

"Boss, you really nailed it!"

As Victor stepped down, Casare eagerly ran up to take his manuscript and also handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Victor took a sip of water, "It's a pity we didn't bring back Ramon's body. If it had been hung on Guadalupe Island, it would have been a definite blow to the drug cartel!"

The police station's staff of just over 200 was simply not enough.

There are tens of thousands of people on your Guadalupe Island alone, and you have to respond even to trivial disturbances, right? Even with overtime pay, it's too much for anyone to handle.

And most importantly, with so few people, Uncle Victor felt very insecure.

If he had hundreds of people under his command, he would have just stormed in... forcefully.

It's not like he's short on money.

Drug traffickers have "sponsored" quite a bit, he's flush with cash.

Money's meant to be spent, right? Or else, can it breed more money?