Martin Lionheart put the briefcase down the table. He sat on the steel chair and crossed his legs, taking a cigarette out while his sons stood behind his back.
"Where are they?" Martin asked.
"They're on their way here, father," Jacob said. Jasper whistled and put his hands behind his back. Martin looked at the entrance and saw five men entered.
"Martin! I thought I would be dealing with your sons today," the man said and sat in front of him.
"Well, I'm here, Larry," Martin said and smiled.
"Hmm... Aren't you retired?" Larry asked. He put his hand under his jaw and touched his beard. Martin chuckled and tapped the briefcase with his fingers.
"I am, but I missed the business," Martine answered. "Anyway, here's the product you wanted," he added and opened the case.
A large sum of
