JAMESON POV:I met my crew at the docks. Jason was also waiting to start the raid. I cleared my throat to grab everyone’s attention. “Alright men, the goal is to find the money, and I want Calvin for myself. Leave no man standing, got it?” I explained to them.Everyone shook their heads and nodded in agreement. We boarded our black raid yacht. I still couldn’t believe that I thought doing business with the Island Cartel was a good idea. They think they could screw me on the first transaction. Ha, fools. Calvin would shed blood tonight. Our yacht was approaching their docks when we were suddenly blinded by a massive white light. Sirens started blaring, my men started panicking when we realized it was the feds. “ABORT ABORT!!” Jason calls out frantically. Our yacht takes off at its top speed, the police boats following on our tails. “What the fuck, how is that possible?!” Jason curses to me.“I don’t fucking know, damnit” I mutter. My mind was racing with thoughts, until I remember
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