"Don't worry, in Rodmo City, you can do whatever you like. Just don't kill anyone, or it'll be hard for me to clean up. Oh, and..." Benjamin Alvarez made a motion of rubbing his fingers together, "I need to smooth things out."
The white man frowned. The other party was being a bit greedy, but since the fish was already on the hook, he had to keep feeding it. Suppressing his displeasure, he said, "One hundred thousand US dollars. I'll wire it to your account shortly."
The other man nodded with a smile.
"Pleasure doing business!"
After sending the white man off with a smug grin, Benjamin Alvarez returned to his office and began kissing a pair of red leather shoes.
He was well aware of what they were made of.
But his twisted mind found it soothing.
Like...
Having sex.
