Not My Name

"We really didn't know about this, Don Rosas. They suddenly seized the marketing territory in the west."

While tapping his fingers on the table, Ed listened to the sudden report.

"San Diego?" Ed asked.

"Yes. It seems like the new DEA is really working hard." The person reporting seemed fearful.

"I'll take care of it later. You guys should just use another safe route. Stay away from that area. For now, use the eastern route for supplies to LA. Houston or New Mexico," Ed said.

"But it will be very costly. There will be expenses..."

"I know, but only for now. We'll raise prices later if the profit margin turns out to be small. But for now, we need a way in." Ed waved his hand, signaling for them to leave.

The command should have been easy to obey, but because they were too surprised, the two standing in front of him looked at each other.

"What else?" Ed asked, puzzled as to why they needed to repeat themselves.

"Nothing. We