A Ticket To Redemption

"Listen, Gonzalo, if you want to restore the deal, you need to go to the man who paid for it. He is the leader in this den of ours," the spokesman said, his words were quiet, as though he was giving me a choice. Whether or not to take the viable option. 

Hell, I was going to.

I quickly sat up, my mind already racing with questions. 

 "How do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

 "He's currently in Sweden, and he holds you in very high esteem. If you could get there by tomorrow and meet up with him, it would be amazing. He can help get the deal back on track," his tone was sincere, as if he believed this was the best chance I'd have in a long time.

I nodded slowly, absorbing the information. 

 "Alright, thanks for letting me know," I said, my voice betraying a hint of relief in it. 

 "I'll tell Nuel to send in the details that you would need. His name is Anatolie Otvos."