Touching down in Mumbai

You did manage to survive until the plane landed without fucking both Carmine and Leah raw again. It took a lot of restraint since Leah took her sweet time putting her clothes back on. You touched down at the airport and walked out into the sweltering Indian heat. This is going to be a tough trip. Carmine and Leah escort you to a black four door car, which is surprisingly economical considering the way Carmine usually acts.

“Couldn’t splash on a better car?”

“Not around this city,” Carmine gets in the back, “Leah, you’re driving.”

“Bitch I don’t even know where the fuck we’re going,” despite her complaints she unlocks the front door and hops behind the wheel. You get in next to Carmine and wait for Leah to get going.

“Just follow my directions, it’s five minutes away.” Leah dutifully follows Carmine’s spoken directions as you weave through the streets. Just from the short drive downtown you can tell that Mumbai is a very uneven city, with slums planted next to high rise apartments. Eventually Carmine directs Leah into a cark park outside of a smaller office building. Only three stories high and wider than it is tall.

“Let’s go give these people some lip service.” Carmine seems uninterested in the busywork, but she must have a good reason for coming down here. You climb up a set of stairs onto the second floor and she just barrels into the office without even knocking. You make sure that your matching suit (she was very insistent that your colours match) looks smooth before following her inside.

The office is… an office. It’s crammed full of desks with workers busily hammering away at cheap white keyboards. Carmine glances over the sea of people until she lands upon a woman who was seemingly directing the chaos. The woman spots Carmine and hurriedly puts down the phone, jogging over.

“Carmine! What are you doing here? I didn’t hear that you were in Mumbai,” she’s a local, and judging by the layer of sweat covering her, a hard worker.

“I was here on some other business, so I thought it would be only right to drop by and see how things are going.”

“They are going good Carmine! We just snagged several big credits for our boys, and our top line women have seen a fifty percent increase in revenue this quarter alone. We are on a very good streak right now.”

Carmine cares about this part at least as she nods along with the information, “We might be bringing some more actors into the fold soon. Do you think you can handle the load?”

“If we cut back on some of our other responsibilities, they aren’t turning much of a profit anyway.”

“Good,” Carmine pats the shorter woman on the shoulder. “This is Leah, my bodyguard, and this is John, my partner.”

“I didn’t know you had a man Carmine; it is nice to meet you.” You shake her hand to be polite, even though it’s covered in sweat…

“This is Lata, she runs the show at this office. Sorry for the short visit, we have a party to go to later.”

“I don’t mind, it’s nice that you drop by still,” Lata smiles, “Is it a business party?”

“Sharp as ever. Yes. It looks like our strategic investments are paying off, it’s the hottest ticket in town.”

Lata holds up an open palm, “Say no more, I know who you’re talking about. Are you planning a takeover?”

“We’ll see. He’s still very determined to keep hold of his shares in the company.”

“Make sure you call me if you do – I want to be there to pick at the bones when it goes through.”

“Of course. I’ll drop by again before we leave.”

“See you later boss,” Lata nods, running back to her spot and picking up right where she left off. Carmine marches you and Leah back down the stairs and into the car. “That girl is sharp, she’s a business mastermind.”

“How much does she know about your real business though?”

Carmine shakes her head, “Not enough to ask questions. I don’t want some underpaid phone jockey spilling my secrets to the first MI6 agent who walks through. She just thinks that I’m an unethical capitalist here to muscle in on the booming movie industry, and what’s a bit of insider trading between friends?”

“A few million dollars?”

“Correct,” she smirks. Leah puts the car into gear and begins following an entirely new set of directions until you arrive at a fancy hotel. A chauffeur takes the keys while you sign in at the lobby. “We need to get ready for the party,” Carmine explains. “So no funny business while we’re up there.”

“I thought you were all for funny business Carmine.”

“Not when we’re on the clock like this.” To be honest, she does seem to be taking this task more seriously than fucking around in her underground island base. You ride up to the room in the elevator and enter, to find that all of the clothes that Carmine had brought have already been unpacked and placed inside. “The room next door, the big suite, we’re setting up our equipment in there. Surveillance to make sure nobody tries to **** us and the conditioning device.”

Leah pokes her head into the room, “Looks like they’re all set up boss.”

“Perfect. Let’s begin, shall we baby?”