An Irresistible Business Opportunity Part 3

Kruger PV's

Berlin. "That would be interesting, but the US government is going to veto these tickets, as soon as they know you stole them, that's the profit."

"This is in the past, what I'm going to steal is information from the plates and not the plates themselves.

In this age of technology, knowledge is king, and with that knowledge, I can sell it on the black market or print it myself.

If you want, I'll sell you some plates, but that is if my goose that lays the golden eggs manages to steal it for me."

Berlin. "And how much are you going to pay for it, you know that robbing the American government is not so easy and those willing to do so charge a fortune!"

"That's the best part, I won't spend anything!

It's free!"

Berlin. "Good luck then! Going back to Tom, he's managed to keep his identity a secret and still has the Keen girl's trust.

Reddington doesn't know you've got Tom in your pocket and I'm still attacking your business and stealing your customers.

As you asked me not to kill your men, I just deactivated some incompetents who wanted to join my organization, the loyalists just got beat up, satisfied?"

"All right, good job! I'll meet Tom later this week. Until next time!"

I turned off my cell phone, got out of the car, and entered the apartment dilapidated there is no one at home so I just sat and wait.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged blond man dressed in athletic gear walked in and I called out to him. "Hello, You're Nathaniel Wolff, wait! Do you go by Arthur Danning or Roger Gard?"

Nathaniel Wolff. "I don't understand, who are these people?"

"Not a misunderstood one, maybe you'd rather be called Bradley Holland?

You should know by now, that if I found you here it's because I did my homework!"

Nathaniel Wolff. "Okay, you know who I am, but who are you?"

"Oops! I'm sorry, I'm Freddy Kruger, but you can call me Freddy."

Nathaniel Wolff walked over to a sofa facing the table and said with a wry smile. " Hahahahah... If you're Freddy Kruger, I'm

Jason Voorhees... Hahaha."

"It's funny at first, but after almost forty years it loses its fun, so I'm sorry if I'm not smiling with you.

Back on topic, wouldn't you like to know why I broke into your house and know all this information?"

Nathaniel Wolff took out the gun from under the table and said. "Not really!

The dead don't tell stories, the best way to keep a secret between two people is if one of them is dead!

Last words Mr. Kruger?"

"Actually yes.

The FBI already has some information on two of your identities.

They just don't know that you had a facelift and swapped faces with Doctor Abraham Maltz.

Honestly, if you had hired me, I could have taken you to a very exclusive specialist and you wouldn't be in this situation, your plan would work just fine.

It's a shame, you will be arrested later today, I have to admit, you almost made it!"

Nathaniel Wolff's eyes widened and the gun in his hand visibly shook. "But who the hell are you, and why should I believe you?"

I smiled softly. "As I said before, I'm Freddy Kruger.

And you shouldn't believe me, you should believe my organization's reputation."

Nathaniel Wolff. "And what organization are you a part of?"

"Shadow."

Nathaniel Wolff turned pale and spoke defensively. "Bullshit! No one sees a Shadow member and gets out alive!"

"If you know my organization, you know that no one pretends to be Shadow!

This is not entirely true, people say that anyone who sees a member of my organization dies, and most of the time it is true.

But we also do business like every other organization, if we kill our customers and partners, how are we going to profit?"

Nathaniel Wolff. "That makes sense, but if you're not here to kill me, what do you want then?"

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(A/N: Pass your POWER STONES or Nathaniel Wolff will blow your cookies!)