"Boss, their leader is finally prepared to negotiate. You can initiate contact at your earliest convenience; they expressed distinct satisfaction at the prospect of receiving a transmission from you."
Enzo delivered the intelligence smoothly, the cooperation they had finally secured from the Iron Cartel. Raymond offered a slow, calculated nod, his features wiped clean of any emotion as he settled into the leather executive chair. Without a second's delay, his fingers navigated the encrypted device, patching a secure line through to the notorious syndicate leader.
"Hello! Raymond Rodriguez! A rare moment indeed for you to call me. To what do I owe the honor?" Jorge Volkov's gravelly voice boomed through the receiver, laced with deliberate, mocking amusement.
"There is a serious matter I need to discuss with you," Raymond replied, cutting through the pleasantries without a shred of hesitation.
