Chapter 57 - The Fall of Vargas
Vargas froze, his eyes widening in absolute shock as he looked up and saw Alejandro standing in his office with a suppressed pistol aimed directly at his chest.
"Alejandro," Vargas breathed, slowly raising his hands. "How did you get in here?"
"The same way I got out of the slums. By being smarter than you," Alejandro replied coldly.
"If you shoot me, my men will hear the body hit the floor. You'll never make it out of the jungle alive," Vargas sneered, trying to regain his composure.
"I didn't come here to shoot you," Alejandro said, lowering his weapon slightly. "I came here to destroy you."
Alejandro tossed a small, blinking hard drive onto Vargas's desk.
"I accessed your servers through the wine cellar terminal. I just sent the precise locations of all your drug labs, your shipping manifests, and your payroll accounts to the DEA, the Mexican Marines, and the rival cartels."
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Vargas turned pale, realizing the magnitude of the checkmate.
"You're a dead man, Vargas. Your empire is gone. If you want to survive the night, you will order your men to stand down, and you will walk out of this compound and disappear. If you ever look toward my family again, the next bullet goes between your eyes."
