Friendship Grows from the Exchange of Blows

Sander's eyes sparkled while he held his mobile phone. He knew what Gus Gilles's identity was, and he didn't have much trust in the ruthless gang leader, but Gus Gilles's words piqued his interest nonetheless.

He did love money, but he liked being the highest-ranking official of labor camp 1319 more. He was sure that being the top dog in the prison was equivalent to a steady stream of fortune that would enter his pocket.

"I'll go." After careful consideration, Sander finally gave Gus Gilles his answer.

Noon of the next day.

In a remote neighborhood in Bat Yam, there was an inconspicuous café where Sander met Gus Gilles, who arrived ahead of him. After dismissing the two trusted aides who had been following him for years, Sander sat alone across from Gus Gilles. He lit up a cigarette and asked, "Mr. Gilles, I'm a candid man and l love to have dealings with similar people. What matter do you want to meet me about?"