Chapter 113 - Surprise in the Will - Mddos
Simon
We were the first to arrive, the evacuation operation was on alert, no one knew what could happen at that meeting, and there would be escorts from all the cities. Rasca Culo and Mojon were in charge of the perimeter of the house and evacuation. Over the next hour, a parade of cars with escorts demonstrating power, each one arriving at the estate. We hadn't all gathered since the attack at the party held at the Cardenas estate, where so many died. They were very punctual, by eleven in the morning we were already in the living room waiting for the reading of the boss of bosses' will.
"Good morning, everyone."
Said one of Roland's lawyers, the poor man was sweating cold, which didn't give me a good feeling.
"The will is brief. There isn't much to be said, I will only read you a letter as the last will with a single instruction, and then a folder will be handed to each of you where you will find copies of the evidence for which you could be extradited, and if you underestimate it, it will cause your death." I frowned, the last boss handed his legacy to Roland and that had been a law that came from the eighties and had to be followed. "I will begin with the reading of the letter."
If you are hearing the following words, it’s because I’m already on the other side. There isn’t much I will say, and it’s more of a moral issue, I hope each of you gets what you deserve and I hope very soon to see you burning in hell. Because that’s where we will go for being the sons of bitches that we have been.
The lawyer was wiping his forehead with a handkerchief. His head, bald from years, was shining from nerves. I looked at Cebolla, it was evident that he was also bewildered by what he heard.
I know that some of you deep down also hate this shit we are mired in and because of stupid laws we have to leave with our feet first as I suppose happened to me. Therefore, before hearing my will, think, you have a week after reading this letter to leave this life, otherwise hell will come to you.
Was this a joke?! What the hell did you do, Roland? The lawyer began to turn pale, I understood that the worst was yet to come.
Think of your families, live off legal businesses, if in a week you don’t show any change, my real will shall go to all national and international entities and they will screw each one of you. They will have all the evidence of what you do, quantities of kilos of cocaine exported, names of companies, fronts, bank accounts, properties acquired with drug money, the stashes… In other words, they will know everything, you know the evidence has always been in my possession. After all, I must already be celebrating with Lucifer himself and I hope to see your faces in nine days.
My people are unaware of this decision, I stipulated two wills, one if I died of natural causes or an accident and if you are listening to the reading of this letter it’s because one of you, a motherfucker, screwed me. I’m sorry… But Roland Sandoval never loses.
Choose the successor you want, but if you decide to stay you must accept your death or a prison anywhere in the world. I give you my word that your children, your wives, mother, or anyone not involved in this shit network we have will not die, only you and those who do not follow my advice… Leave this shitty business.
I was aware of the look on each member of the organization, once again I was bewildered, I had no clue what such an act meant. Cebolla remained by my side, and when our eyes met, he was pale.
"Is this will a threat?"
It was a general question from the bosses, I shrugged and looked at the lawyer. This wasn’t good, Rasca Culo was right, this shit is going to heat up.
"What’s your name and city?"
Asked the one who had read Roland's last words.
"Julian Medrano and head of all Antioquia."
The lawyer took a folder, similar to the copies that had been sent to me. He had everything planned, he warned us, this was his "Checkmate." Medrano approached and upon analyzing the contents of the folder, his face turned red with anger, and he closed it. I swear I don’t know what will happen.
"Gentlemen, please take your folder. Regarding the land, all properties acquired through drug trafficking in the name of Mr. Roland Sandoval have already been handed over to government entities. This property is the last one to be donated; we just needed to hold this meeting. I have nothing more to say to you."
The anger was widespread, voices, shouts, insults; everyone was offended, and understandably so. Strangely enough, no one turned on us. González came up to me and handed me a sheet of paper. When I looked at it, I understood why we hadn't been gunned down.
Ultimatum
If any of my men or my wife are killed, I will break my promise not to harm your families. One of you killed me, and I will take my revenge on you. Remember, if you touch them, I will return from hell to kill you, and I will not leave any of your descendants alive.
Roland Sandoval
My hands trembled. When did you plan this, you bastard? You had this planned for a long time. I know you were a great strategist, but to pull this off, you needed a lot of influence to execute it... Who helped you carry out these plans?
"I won't stand for this shit!" someone shouted.
"I'm not going against Roland!" González said.
"He can't do anything; he's dead!"
Dead? Because now I felt like he wasn't... but I saw him not breathing, I spent a long time in the morgue, and he wasn't breathing, I saw him dead! Could Gustavo be right?
"We know Roland never spoke without being able to back up his words, in any decision." He looked at me. "I follow the order; I want to give my future wife a better life." I smiled; he dared to propose to Sapillo's daughter.
"We're leaving too."
I commented, the lawyer had left a few minutes earlier. Several stayed on the property; I just found out that the properties had passed to other owners.
"Rata, I don't understand the meaning of all this."
"Cebolla, if I hadn't seen Roland's lifeless body for many minutes, I could tell you that bastard is alive. Everything has his mark; it's an excellent plan, he tied them up, protected us, and will dismantle the entire organization. It's clear something went wrong, but he had help, and even after his death, they continued. That dark-haired woman is the key."
"If this will was surprising, what will the staff be like?"
I looked at the clock; the lawyer was supposed to come to the house at five, we're on time.
We arrived home, the women were waiting for us in the living room, Inés had her rosary in her hands, all three smiled when they saw us unharmed, our old lady was the one who ran to hug and kiss us, she had picked up that habit since Mrs. Veronica arrived, she only had that closeness with Arnold, he was her favorite.
Next was her turn and lastly, Diana, who hugged me, limited herself to shaking hands with Cebolla. He stepped aside, took Isaac out of the stroller, and started doting on him; that was his pastime while at home, he adored that baby and proudly called him son, he kissed him, and it didn't go unnoticed how Diana reacted to his gestures towards her son.
"How did it go with the new boss?" The lady looked at us intently.
"This is going to heat up in nine days," I said.
"Are we in danger?" she asked. I shook my head.
"The boss made sure to leave them with their hands tied."
Cebolla intervened, and at that moment there was a knock at the door.
"The lawyer is here."
Inés went to open the door, Diana picked up her son to leave with the boys, the reading was for the four of us. The lawyer arrived accompanied and followed the directions to the office, he sat in the main chair, and we sat on the large couch. The assistant sat beside him, a woman who looked stylish in those heels, a redhead with shoulder-length hair, executive glasses, dressed as an assistant, wearing a suit, tanned face, and black eyes. I already knew Rafael, he had always handled the legal matters of the construction companies. A man in his sixties.
"Hello, guys. I'm sorry we have to meet under these circumstances." He looked at the lady. "I'm sorry to meet you this way."
"Dr. Rafael, thank you for coming," I said.
"It's nice to see you despite everything."
He sat down, as did the assistant. I noticed her eyebrows were black and her hair red, so I deduced her hair was dyed.
"We will now proceed to read the will."