OOM: In the Office
Ramon approves of the new design on the office. It gives him space for a huge desk and private bathroom, so life is good. But he's restless at the moment and he knows why. It's time to act.
The club has been open again for about six weeks now. Everything's going well, the staff know what they're doing. He mostly leaves things to the manager, Carl, because this is small time for him. The office is generally used to plan bigger and better things.
Like now, for example. He's looking over the paperwork for three more clubs in the city and one bar round the corner. Yesterday he finalised the deal on a ranch that lies about an hour up the coast. It's a fairly isolated place and it'll be used primarily for starting up the illegal arm of his business. But that's not important right now. What's important is that the group of men who own these particular clubs and bars need to be gotten rid of.
The reason he wants them is because he knows perfectly well that they're used to distribute a lot of the drugs in Texorami. Street dealers visit the back rooms to drop off money, pick up new product, sort out territory. Occasionally get killed. Ramon's got someone talking to him who knows how they work here and it's a good operation. Instead of one person overseeing the whole area, the city is divided up. He personally thinks that's stupid - and it's time to show these people that the drug trade is not a democracy.
He considers hiring people here to take them out. The problem with that is that everyone knows someone who talks eventually. And there'll be plenty of time to announce his arrival in the right circles after he's taken a hold on the area. But for now, subtle is the way to go - and it just so happens that he has a few favours owed that he can call in. No one can point in his direction if they can't pin the murders on him, right? It's not like he's a well known criminal on this world.
He'll go to the bar later. For now he's working, looking at accounts on his computer and trying to figure out the best way to transfer money, and the drugs hidden on Haven, to here.