Not long after their conversation, Hector took over the planning of the trip, which Mike didn't really could do anything about, and his chance for promotion went away in a second, though it was better that Hector did it.
He knew exactly who in the family would be ready to jump in front of a bullet to protect Jas, even put their hands up against a gun, because in Maraci, it's almost impossible to smuggle people in without a diplomatic passport… which was exactly what they were using, thanks to Linda.
After their little argunt and reality check, they all worked even harder. Even Benjamin himself ca back to join them in planning for the future, while Linda made a call.
It took her just one call, and within an hour the fake passport and ID card were ready. There was no need for TSA checks or anything at the airport. As soon as it was done, she imdiately sent soone to deliver it to Jas. When it arrived, he was confused as he opened the black passport embossed with golden leaves… and there was his picture inside.
But the most important part was what it said.
"Franc Mihaly, 32 years old?" He asked, looking at the woman, then back at the passport. "Oversight Committee of Foreign Embassies?" He imdiately knew they had gone way overboard, they had literally made him a governnt official.
"We can't send you the sa way we sent your family, because… well, they were sent as family mbers of an embassy worker, so it was easy to give them clearance and everything. But if we sent you like that too, it would be too obvious." She explained. "So technically, you're now a mber of the governnt. This way, you have clearance, and no one will ask questions. You can move freely around Maraci and co and go from the embassy whenever you want."
It made sense, in this way, there wouldn't be any problems.
"What about the people coming with ?" Jas asked, noticing she wasn't holding any more passports but rather two bulky laptops that were almost like a briefcases.
"The people escorting you don't need papers because they're part of your entourage, so don't worry, they won't be stopped. And this is also for you, from Miss Linda." She said, handing him the laptop. "It's encrypted and secure, ant for etings with the governnt, one for you and one for Hector. There will be a eting twice a week and that's it for , have a safe trip." She said and with it she left him holding a fake ID, a diplomatic passport, and two military grade laptops.. with the thought that they again did it.
Once again, they complicated everything with this bullshit. They could have just given him a plain passport with a fake na, but now they made it a diplomatic one and made him look more official… there were so many questions in his mind.
What if they notice it? That too many people with these kinds of passports suddenly going into Maraci? That a so-called committee mber just shows up at the embassy?
There were so many unanswered questions, but now this was his only way to get in and out without being touched or questioned… if it works, at least. Because if it doesn't, it wouldn't just be Jas's problem but an international issue between the two countries. What he thought would be an easy trip had now turned into a force that could really shatter everything, just like Hector said… but running back from this point wasn't on his mind, though he was worried about it.
They are always complicating things.… He thought as he once again looked at the passport with his face there, photoshopped a little, but even the picture had so flaws.
There was no scar on his ear, not on his face, than he has now which ant they spied on him before.
"Jas, the money has arrived but, isn't it too much?" Hector asked as he rolled the suitcase "I an we already sent money with them, and even cards."
"If anything happens, they would have enough cash to live on their own, so I'm bringing it."
As he said it, Hector just got more stressed about this whole situation, because Jas looked like he was planning as if they were in the process of collapsing… sending money out to his family like death is upon him… but how could that be when he himself is death to others? But once again, reality was there, in Maraci, everything can go wrong as soon as they land.
"What about the plane?"
"I talked with the FlyHigh and after they realized who you are, you beca a VIP mber of their company, so the mont you say you're ready, they give you a plane and off you go… but are you sure about that?" He asked again, his low voice a little hesitant.
"Yeah, who knows, maybe I will et people who are good at business." Jas said, but it carried sothing else, maybe the excitent of all of it, that Maraci is really that dangerous to their kind as they say it, that there is zero cri, not even robbery or nothing.
Sothing that is just impossible to even think about… and maybe that was Jas's shield, that there is no way there is no cri, there is no corruption, because if there is a governnt, if there is billions of funding, there's gotta be corruption, power play, and deals in the shadows.
The concept of Maraci looks good, looks like the greatest country, but sothing just strange about it at the sa ti. There was public execution and still is… but how does Maraci beco one of the richest countries, the playground of the millionaires and billionaires within 4 years after the introduction of new laws after execution, hard labor camps… it's just strange.
Though if sothing goes wrong, then the cavalry will co to him, which is the governnt and the thousand of people in the family… a full on attack.
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