You are my hero?
I never thought I'd hear these words! Because I'm a gangster, skirting the edge of crime, my life is a mess.
I just want to survive.
This damn world!
I looked at the two women, one blonde, fair-skinned, of standard Caucasian descent. Tall, voluptuous, and fiery.
Facing the woman who was just beaten, I asked, "What's your name?"
"Gabriela! You can call me Ella."
I also speak some Spanish, "The Archangel Gabriel?"
The woman smiled, "Yes. That's what my name means!"
The other woman is a classic mixed race, with wheat-colored skin, black wavy hair, delicate features, and a voluptuous body, with a V-shaped face, slightly chubby cheeks.
"What's your name?"
"Kelly Luis, I'm from Venezuela, sold to Tanzande."
"Tanzande?"
"It's the border port in the Northern Tanzang Province of Colombia, opposite the river is Venezuela."
I understood why Sofia said they had potential, they were top-tier among streetwalkers.
"Do you have any money?"
The two women shook their heads.
I sighed, after all, I had hurt Howard, and regardless of whether he dared to retaliate, I planned to go out and hide.
So I had Amir prepare an assault rifle for me.
"Alright, here's four hundred US Dollars, take it, I'll take you to another place later, stay at a friend's house for two days, and I'll arrange new work for you later?"
The women nodded, looking at me worriedly, "Where to?"
"I'll arrange for you to work at a nightclub. No need to walk the streets, after all, you're illegal immigrants."
The two women looked at each other, asking me excitedly, "Really?"
"Yes, I'll give you the income from the work."
"Thank you! Howard never gave us money, we were just his tools for earning money, and we had to sleep with him, he would beat us if he wasn't satisfied. He'd punch our breasts, even use a stun baton on our genitals, he's a demon!" The two women wiped their tears.
"That bastard deserves to go to hell, why didn't you run?"
Ella bit her lip, tears falling from her cheeks onto the floor, "What could we do? If we ran away, he'd catch us, even threaten to kill us, call the police, we'd be deported back to Colombia, and Howard's friends could go to our homes. I can't let my family get hurt!"
"The pain is over."
"Thanks, but Howard won't let us go easily."
I stepped forward and hugged the two poor girls. "Don't worry, if that bastard causes trouble again, I'll kill him."
Looking at the two women crying as they embraced me.
I know I'm not a qualified gangster, at least not fit to be a pimp, because I can't be cruel to these poor women. If not for me, their fate would be rotting away on the bed until Howard squeezed every last drop from them.
I took out my phone and texted Natasha, telling her I'd find her later.
I planned for Gabriela and Kelly to stay with her, while for me, I prepared to find a safe place. Calculating the money in my hand, I took a deep breath. This damn world, poverty is the suffering.
I dialed Sofia's number, and a surprised voice came from the other side.
"You're calling me again?" Sofia's voice appeared on the other end of the line.
"Yes, I plan to have these two girls work at the club."
"Sure, they can serve drinks, but I won't pay them a salary, they have to earn it themselves."
"OK! Lend me ten thousand dollars."
"Sure! But, you need to do one more thing for me." Sofia said while smiling proudly.
"WHAT?"
"I need you to follow a party organizer."
"Name?"
"Spencer, Spencer Turner, a famous party agent."
"Your competitor?" I smelled a scent of revenge.
"No, he's just an asshole, he gets my girls for events but lowers my quotes, making a lot of money himself.
I allow normal business exchanges, but I don't accept being treated like an idiot.
And that guy privately contacts my girls, you know what that means? Betrayal."
"COPY!"
"No need to beat him up, I just need to catch him doing something illegal. Kenny, you won't disappoint me."
"You'll see, but, you also need to do something for me."
Sofia suddenly laughed, "Interesting, what is it?"
"I need to sell cigarettes and alcohol in the club."
"Do you have money?" Sofia lightly tapped the table, "I know you're an ambitious guy. But, do you have capital? How will you partner with me?"
"Didn't I just ask to borrow money from you?"
Sofia frowned, "You mean, you borrow money from me to buy inventory, then want me to help you sell it? The purchase money is mine, the sales too?"
"That's right!"
"Kenny!"
"WHAT?"
Sofia said harshly, "FUCK YOU!"
"COME ON! I want you, baby!"
Sofia smiled while holding the phone, her cold face showing a smile. "Are you flirting with me?"
"That's right!"
"You're bold. Johnny would kill you if he knew!"
"Thank you for the compliment! How much profit will you give me?"
Sofia happily took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a light draw. None of Johnny's men dared talk to her like this, except me, I gave her a sense of freshness and excitement.
"I like your ambition and boldness, I'll give you half the profits. Satisfied?"
"Thank you! Transfer the money to me."
Hanging up the phone, I dialed Amir again, as I know he knows quite a few people, his uncle runs a convenience store, in the United States, besides drugs, there's another thing that makes money, bootlegging.