Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss-Chapter 133: The Room.

As they reached the third floor, it became more clear that they were waiting for them… at least that's what they realized as the elevator opened and the whole hallway was filled with secret service guys and agents, looking at James and Hector with their eyes like they were ready to draw their weapons, and it became more clear as the four guards of James stepped out of the elevator fully armed.

They positioned themselves to be able to draw more quickly, but at the same time, James just got more confused, and he realized this guard in the hallway only meant one thing.

Someone really important is here too, and that somebody might be the president himself.

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The agent who was their driver then turned around before they could reach the door which led to the office.

"I need your guns."

For a moment there was silence, but Hector wasn't happy about his request and pulled his gun out, pointing it at the agent's head.

"I'll give you a bullet instead." He said, but it wasn't the best thing to do as all the agents just pulled a gun, aiming at Hector.

Yeah, they only aimed at him while not even one at James or the guards behind them, nor did they aimed at the agents.

They knew they were in a government building, where no escape would be possible if they started shooting, only Hector was the one who let his anger and emotion come out, and now dozens of guns aimed at him.

"Linda was the one that invited us, and not the other way around," James said as he stepped closer to the agent. "So I don't give you nothing, and if you had a little brain inside your skull, you'd know that we are in a trap," he said as his hands pulled down Hector's gun. "If we start something, there's no way out for us. So don't try and order us in a situation that already is in your and the little minister's favour, just turn around and open the fucking door."

The agent stared at James for a bit then just sighed. "That has some reality in it, but those guys can't go in." He pointed at the guards. "They are too much." He said as all the guns lowered at them and turned around walking toward the door.

It was a big wooden door, with agents on the two sides. One of them eyed Hector as the gun was clearly visible on his hip but didn't say anything, no on the other hand, the agent turned around again.

"Have a great time." He said with a smile and opened the door for them.

And behind the door was a big room, with a circle-shaped table in the middle and there they were sitting.

First one he noticed was Linda and Stephen, the ones he knew, but there were faces that he didn't know staring at him like daring him to step in, but he did anyway.

"I thought the president would be here, judging by the security." James said as he looked around once more.

"You are the number one enemy of all of us." One of the men said he didn't know who it was. "Or you were, Sinatra just stepped into your palace."

James's eyes darted to the men then to Linda who just sat there like trying to be invisible, but then she noticed those eyes staring at him and looked at James.

"Would you introduce them?" He asked as he still stood near the door with Hector who was questioning if it was really a good idea to come in.

"I can introduce myself. I am Edward Haber, the Minister of Defense." He said, standing up from his seat. "And you are James Bellini, the man or should I say boy who everybody fears." He said with a little bit of mocking in his voice, and Hector didn't really like it, as he already wanted to say something.

"Minister of Defense?" James asked back. "Crazy how I defend the country more than you." He smirked. "Can I ask you, where are the billions that were spent on defending the country form drugs? The border? It's crazy how a cartel can slip through it." He said, smirking.

"Defend?" Edward laughed. "You did nothing, just killed your competitors off."

"No." James said, stepping closer. "The drug that your employees are sniffing in the toilets, the one I sold them." He looked into his eyes. "If that's what my competitors sold, they would be dead or look like a zombie. So I protected them, defended the government and high-ranking members of it."

"You—"

"Sit down, Edward. We are here to make a deal, a peace treaty, not to kill each other."Linda's voice came now, with a little authority in her voice that even James got surprised by. "This is National Security Advisor, Denis Morgan, and next to him is Director of the Intelligence Force, Thomas Servaj." He pointed at them.

"Ohh, Intelligence… I would like to speak with you more." James said, looking at him. "Maybe after this meeting?"

"Yeah… maybe…" Thomas whispered, as he didn't look him in the eyes.

"You already know me, Benjamin, and Stephen." Linda pointed at them. "The president couldn't be here, but he was the one that wanted this, so here we are."

James looked at Hector, whose eyes just widened hearing what Linda said.

The president himself wanted to go through with this, to get a meeting? It was something that never happened before in this country. There was no gangster that reached this point that they met with the government.

They were really writing the rules. The rules of a new era.

"I don't know how many informants you have, but Silas Ricci and the Vice President died in an attack by the Sinatra cartel." Linda continued. "That's why the President can't attend, because he's busy organizing and fighting with the others after what happened."

"Carter died?" James asked back, his facial expression now changed, as he was not happy about it.

"Yeah…" Linda noticed it too. "He died."

He wasn't happy about it, the man that ordered the police to assassinate him, the same man that, because his brother died, is now killed off and it's done by the fucking cartel that attacked him too.

James wanted to feel some satisfaction when Carter died, something inside of him, to feel happy, to feel relieved when he got the news, but no it just angered him more.

"Who is the man beside you?" Edward asked again. "He is the famous Hector Bellini, I suppose." He said, staring at Hector.

"Yes, I am. And I'd famously like to put a bullet into skulls." He stared at Edward.

As he said it, there was silence because no agents were in the room with weapons, and if Hector chose to actually shoot, they would be fucked.

"Excuse his harsh demeanor, he didn't really like you guys." James said as he sat down beside Linda.

"Then it is a security issue." Denis stated. "I mean, you, James, want to work with us, but your underboss is against us. How can we trust you? Moreover, how can we trust him?" He said, glancing at Hector.

"The same way as you trust the people who launder the government's money, the same as you all stealing from the funds." James said, tapping the table. "I mean, what if one of them spoke out… oh, just send somebody to kill them and make up a story for the public… we work in the same way." He looked at Denis. "And don't get me wrong, there is no trust between us… there never would be trust. We make a deal and that's it. I get my part of it, and you all get a part of it, and that's it."

It was true, and they all knew it, that they couldn't trust each other, and the only thing that would hold them together was the deal they made today. There was no other option, and trust was far from it.

How could they trust a gangster, and how could a gangster trust them, when they tried to kill him or at least their agents tried?

"Good answer. I like it." Benjamin said. "Trust is something that is earned, but now trust is going to be a deal. So let's talk about the deal, and not go against each other in the very first moment. So Linda if you would start." He looked at her.

But she was lost in her thoughts and what she just heard. There was no trust between them, and never would be one, which just made everything worse. The only winner of this deal would be James, because he can use all of this against the government if something happens.

This meeting was the most powerful card in James Bellini's pocket.

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I'm sorry that there isn't much action in the past chapters, but I need to get some base to build up the upcoming chapters. Sorry if it feels boring, but that's how it is. Thanks if you stay with me!

Also, in the next month, another book of mine is coming out, if it's not delayed. It will also have a mafia lord vibe, with more action.