Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss

For a few minutes, Hector just stood in the driveway, thinking about what to do next. He opened his phone notes, which were full of to-do lists and things that would need James' approval, but now he was on his own.

But before dwelling on any of that, he did what he did every day, he called his little sister.

"Amanda, how are you, darling?" He asked, and a smile spread across his face.

His sister's voice, still from the hospital, sounded so powerful this time, nothing like a months ago, when she could barely talk or didn't even want to. Back then, she had been depressed, ready to give up on life.

"Hector, I got a wheelchair!" She beamed through the phone. "I can finally go outside!" She shouted, her voice full of joy and excitement.

"Really?!" Hector asked in disbelief. "So you can go wherever you want?"

His sister hesitated for a moment. "No…only around the hospital…but still, it's something big!" The joy returned to her voice.

"Of course it is!" Hector answered, jumping a little. He was so happy he couldn't contain himself, even making a nearby guard laugh at his reaction. "I'm going to see you later. Do you want anything? Should we celebrate this?"

"I want a better wheelchair!"

Hector fell silent for a bit. A wheelchair? The hospital was expensive as it was, and those fuckers had probably given her a busted down one.

"Why? Isn't the one they gave you good enough?"

"It's good, but I want one with flowers on it…like a custom one! I saw them on the internet, you can buy those!" She said, laughing a little. "Can you buy one, or is it too much to ask…?" Her voice suddenly went quiet. "I know the hospital is expensive… maybe it's too much—"

"Too much?! Don't be stupid! I'd buy you the moon if you wanted it!" Hector shouted into the phone.

"Really?! Like, really really?!" Amanda's excitement grew as she realized he was serious.

"Of course! I'm your big brother. As a matter of fact, I'll buy it today!"

"I love you so much!"

"I love you too, Amanda. And don't worry about money anymore, okay?"

"Okay! Should I give the phone to Mom?"

"Yeah, please."

For a second, there was silence.

"Hector?"

"Mom, is it really true? Amanda can use a wheelchair now?"

"Yes, they said she can spend an hour outside if she wants."

They had said she would be stuck in bed for months, just like Han's daughter. But now, thanks to James paying for everything, the medicine and operation were finally working.

"I'm going to buy her a wheelchair, so she better be ready!"

"She's going to be so happy, darling. I love you."

"I love you too, Mom. Bye-bye."

"Bye."

As he pocketed the phone he stood in silence, then, without a word, he started jumping more, punching the air in his happiness. He could barely believe it at first. His little sister could finally look around… she could finally live. As he jumped up and down, his phone buzzed again, but it wasn't a good message. He caught his breath, opening the message which came from one of the "Bankers", and it said:

Urgent. Meet me.

"Fuck." He locked the phone, looking up at the sky. "Why now, all this fucking trouble."

"Boss, something happened?" Mike stepped up to him as he saw him jumping.

"We need to go to the Bankers." He said as he went past Mike and sat into one of the cars.

"Ahhh." Mike sighed as he sat in the driver's seat with two more guards, and they rolled out of the estate, heading toward the Washer.

The Washer was the nickname of the building, which was in the middle of the capital. The reason for it was because nobody would look at it or question it, because it is a beautiful building, which is also under the real estate company of James.

Who would think that, actually, in the middle of the capital, there is one of the biggest mafia bosses, laundering operation? Nobody.

Or if someone did, they would die and that's it.

So they made their way toward it, and the city was bustling with life. The weather was perfect, sunny. People enjoyed themselves in the parks and the streets.

They made a left and arrived at the building. It had statues and shit, it was a beautiful building.

As they stepped out from the car, some passersby stared at them because, well, in weather where it was already too hot to even wear a sweater, Hector and the others were all in suits.

Which meant they were either business, politicians, or the third answer… gangsters.

"Fuck you staring at me for?" Mike asked as a man literally stopped, looking at him.

"It's a public space, I stare wherever I—"

Mike opened his suit, showing a gun to him. "Stare at this too, looks good, doesn't it?"

The man turned and walked away without saying anything, while Mike laughed at him.

"Stop with that. What if they report it to the police?" Hector said.

They stared at each other, then almost at the same time, started to laugh. Then Hector stepped to the door, entering his pin code and opening the door, which was a mission in itself because it was no ordinary door.

It was armored, bombproof, bulletproof, and fire-resistant, just like every window on the building.

But of course, that wasn't all. To get in, there were three of these doors. When they finally opened the third one, behind it was a heavily armed guard with cameras and sensors everywhere.

"Boss, good to see you, but please assign me somewhere else. I just stand here all day." One of the guards said to Hector with a smile.

"You're a little fat, you need to stand." He teased him as he went past him toward the staircase. They went up, and finally stepped into the room where the whole cleaning operation was.

It looked like a legitimate office, with computers, lots of paper, printers, and phones. If somebody outside looked in, they would see nothing out of the ordinary.

"Hector, you're finally here." A man stepped in front of him, offering his hand.

"Dani, those fucking doors took minutes of my life to get in." Hector laughed as he shook his hand.

"Well, those doors keep us safe. But anyway, there's a big problem that we need to address." He said and turned to go toward a door.

"Another door…." Hector shook his head. He had been here so many times before, but these doors were built last week, and the reason for them was what was in that room.

As he went after Dani, he could hear a sound, a sound that was unmistakably money counters, going without stopping.

Dani looked back, then with his fingerprint, he opened it, and what was there was too much to even understand.

"This is the problem, Hector." He pointed inside.

"Oh my fucking god."

In the room, people were hurrying, counting the money. That was what Hector heard, all the money counters were literally struggling to keep up with the sheer amount of bills that were in the room.

It was so much cash that he had never seen before. There were piles of them even reaching the ceiling.

"What the fuck is this, Dani?" Hector turned to him.

"The problem." He pointed.

"I get it, but why is so much money here and not in the bank or somewhere else?"

"Because the banks are full, Hector." Dani looked back up at him. "I mean full full. They can't take anymore because it would crash them. I said okay, what happens if I do it with gold?" He shook his head. "They don't fucking sell us gold. So, since James ordered to multiply the white magic piece, all the money that came in is here, and in 500 bills, because if it was in 100s, then it wouldn't fit the place…"

"How much is it?"

Dani looked at one of the men counting the money.

"Gavi, how much?"

He glanced up at them. "We went through about 780 million and that's just half of it, so there's probably another 780 million left, maybe a bit more. Just an estimate, based on the pile."

Hector looked at Gavi, staring at him, then back at Dani."

"That's impossible. We didn't even sell that much white magic." Hector said.

"Well, we sold what we had, and we multiplied the price so much that it brought in this much." Dani replied.

"But I was the one who set the price, wasn't I?" Hector asked, looking around.

Dani looked at Gavi, then back to Hector. "Well, you said to pump it up, that was James' order, so we did pump it up, and people bought it like it was nothing. So we pumped it up even more and they still bought it." He smiled.

Hector still didn't understand it. Even if they sold it at an unimaginable price, they didn't have enough product to make this much money.

"That's still too much." He locked eyes with Dani. "So, tell me, what's the other thing that brought in money?" Hector asked.

Dani hesitated a bit, turning away from Hector then said.

"Real estate."