Chapter 12: Knowing my friends

Motto: Everyone keeps secrets for various reasons. Some of these secrets tend to save lives when released. Also changes your point of view

As I got in the office Marcus poured two glasses of scotch. As he offered me one I shake my head to say no.

He put down my glass and said, "I am not going to arm you."

"You and I barely say a word to each other. And now you support me. What's up with that," I quickly asked as he sat on his desk.

Marcus exhaled and turned around the photo on his desk. It was one of my mothers and it instantly clicked.

I then swallowed and asked, "Are you my father?"

He nodded and gave me a letter.

It said:

Dear Marcus,

For the longest while you have asked me one question, is Nicholas yours. And I kept saying no. Well I lied. I did a DNA test the day he was born and without a doubt he is yours.

If you are wondering how. Well remember the one time I wanted to leave Earl and I ran away. You told me that we could be whatever I wanted to be. And then you kissed me and we spent the night at your house. But the next day Earl had an accident.

We rushed to him and I ended up staying. Then weeks later I fell pregnant with Nicholas. I named him that after your son that died in Barcelona. He is a remainder of him.

I couldn't tell you because he would be dead. I love him more than myself as he is my only son. He has your good heart and unlike you he has not feared to stand up to your father.

I know you loaned me the money to send him to Oxford University because deep down you believed he was yours. The truth is that if I come back to life I promised you can yell at me. I have always loved you and I should have waited on you.

But I feared you wouldn't come back so I settled. And I married a monster. I know you took that job so you could destroy Earl's world. Now you can. I want you to use your connections and get rid of Earl.

Let justice takes it course. And help keep our son out of trouble. I don't want the blood of Earl on my son's conscience. In my Will I told him to rip him apart but I now know I was wrong. I love you and I will always be with you.

Love Anita

As I folded it he said, "Your mother was my high school sweetheart. I gained a Rhodes scholarship and didn't go to Georgetown College in Barbados. And as such she met my brother.

When I got to England I invested and my four years there was fruitful. I gained an MBA in Business Management. I was rich and successful with that I started Farco Trading Co. Limited. And I went into shipping. I was gone 7 years and Earl convinced her I wasn't coming back.

He got two kids with her over the next three years. When I returned to Barbados, exactly 10 years later, she was in Jamaica. I came here and found out she was married to my brother."

"You want her to wait for 10 years," I quickly asked him.

Marcus exhaled and said, "You have been in love with Cristina for 20 years and you can't tell her. I gave your mom a degree in Cosmetics & Pharmaceutical. When I went to England I opened the first McPherson Medical Center and I bought her a mansion.

She was independent and my brother was a capitalist. I waited she shouldn't have allowed your pathetic grandmother to make her marry him."

I exhaled and said, "Well I see the apple don't fall far from the tree. We both are scared of true love."

Marcus laughed and then said, "Anyway, where was I? Oh yea! I came to Jamaica and I saw her pregnant with your big sister. My brother owned a restaurant back then and he owned his own law practice, Anderson & Associates Law.

I set up Farco Trade (Caribbean) Limited. And I shipped everything out. Your mother was never happy..."

"That was understatement. Happy was never the word," I quickly interrupted him and said.

He then exhaled and said, "My brother started the Jamaican Crime Syndicate and was going into the criminal world. He started it before you were conceived. Your mother found out about his human trafficking ring and came to me.

She was weak and I couldn't say no to her. So we had sex. And it became booty call and when she was pregnant she craved me. When you were born Earl got disbarred and she funds the start of: Anderson Parts & Services Limited, Anderson Garage Limited, Anderson Hardware & Lumber Limited and Anderson Trucking Limited."

I then quickly asked, "My father owned all that."

He nodded and said, "In addition to that there is: Anderson Design Group, Anderson Architecture, Anderson Law and Anderson Restaurant Group. They are all subsidiaries of Anderson Motors Group."

I whistled and said, "It will make a great addition to my portfolio of: hotels, spas, banks, restaurants, Freightliners, Pharmacies and Casinos. But, I have read your bio several times. What I can't get is why you are here?"

Marcus then said, "I was trying to fight for Anita. I couldn't save her and now I will save you."

"I am killing him regardless of any promised you made my mother. That clown murdered my wife, son and daughter," I then told him

He then said, "Killing Earl will not bring them back. But he in prison will bring down a lot of powerful individuals."

As I exhaled he quickly said, "If he gets off you can gun him down at the courthouse for all I care. I need your word that nothing will happened to him"

I then exhaled and said, "I don't control live or death."

"But you control the Underground Cartels that run: UK, Europe, the lesser Antilles, Hispaniola, Puerto Rico, Brazil and headquartered in Colombia. Before you play the fool bear in mind that I am the underboss of the Jamaican Crime Syndicate.

And before that I was the London CIA Station chief," he quickly said to me as I swallowed.

I then asked, "So we rivals now? Earl is known to turn on his guys so how long do you see your reign?"

"I have been running Cocaine, heroin, Marijuana and guns since before you were born. So I have powerful people in my pockets. And in three hours everything Earl knows will become history. And the evidence is stacked against him.

Prison is a sure. Unless he pleas and give up his partners," he quickly told me.

I then said, "If he does that we are screwed. Well you not me. I am good either way."

Marcus then said, "Earl quacks and he is dead hours later. People like the Russians hate snitches. So he would die really fast. Now you and I could rule the world together."

"I don't follow," I quickly told him.

He exhaled and said, "I am the boss of the Gaza Cartels. We run: Europe, Russia and South Africa. Now you do everything from production to sale of all products. Now outside of Marijuana I buy everything.

You supply me with Cocaine, Heroin and weapons and I will pay you above market price."

"I am a businessman. Now the Gaza Cartels have a lot of rivals in Africa. I know because I supply them with weapons. I give you guns you eradicate them and I am stuck with a lot of guns.

Now my friends in East Africa don't write cheques. They pay in diamonds, gold, cash or wire transfer. Meanwhile you are synonymous for writing cheques. They can easily bounce or be cancelled.

Not to mention Raul, your Italian rival, is a good customer. I have known him for 10 years," I quickly told him.

"OK. This is why you support me. When I take over Africa and rule the East, you will be my supplier. Plus there will always be a war," he quickly told me.

I then leaned back and said, "I supply Jihadis and seprodis groups in the middle East with weapons. Their constant fight on USA gives me a steady cash flow. And I am not into human Trafficking, mainly because it is how I met Cristina.

So without them I lose $450 Million of my monthly funds. So I would say no deal. Enjoy the rest of your night Marcus."

As I was walking away Marcus said, "I could get you in bed with the Chinese Tongs and Yacuzas. I know you want them apart of your arms operations."

I turned and said, "The Tongs don't trust any outsiders."

"Well I am friends with the Zulu Tongs of Hong Kong. They are the most powerful members of the Tong family. Plus I am friends with Sushi Mazurka, one of the Yacuzas Bosses. So when you ready you come find me at the Farco Towers in London or you can call me.

Anderson Motors Group and the Jamaican Crime Syndicate are all yours."

I got up and then I left. I headed to my helicopter and it took off. As it did Marcus's phone rang. He looked at the number and it is private.

He answered saying, "Marcus Anderson, how may I assist?"

"Hello Marcus. Death is an illusion," replied a blonde Latina in her lingerie as she walked to the balcony.

Marcus taught of my mom and said, "It can't be."

"I am in Bahamas. When you get here come to the Creedmoor Resort & Spa. Then ask for Francine James. I am the manger and owner. So see you soon," replied the woman as he hang up.

Marcus then laughed and said, "Oh my dear son. You will do business with me now. Mainly because I have your Kryptonite."

He then laughed and went out to his men.

Then one of them asked, "Where we headed boss?"

Marcus then said, "Tell them to fuel the jet I am on my way. Get clearance to take off immediate as I reached. We are going to Bahamas."

The man nodded and then they pulled out in a fleet of 4 Range Rovers. They headed towards the Holland Airfield.