Obviously, the East African Oil Company was the prime suspect behind the destruction of the La Dani Gang, but Chavez and the others had no way of finding any evidence.
And judging by Dehr's attitude, the East Africans were not afraid of Chavez finding evidence either. Although the incident had arisen because of the East African Oil Company, someone else had carried it out, with no traceable connection to the company.
Still, this served as a warning to the local powers. Those East African companies were no lambs for the slaughter. They could wipe out the La Dani Gang today and replace it with other forces tomorrow. Even the local dignitaries and powerful families were merely somewhat larger ants before East Africa's state machine.
Maracaibo City, Lagengreen Tavern.
With large numbers of East African companies moving in, employment in Maracaibo City had risen sharply. Lagengreen Tavern was a small tavern in the dock area that had only been open for a few years.
After work, many dockworkers came here for a few drinks of cheap beer, so Lagengreen Tavern's business was exceptionally good.
"Mr. Rice, long time no see. Our boss is already waiting for you in the private room!" Kana, a tavern server, said to her boss's friend.
"Mm." Rice merely nodded, then made his way toward the stairs to the second floor with practiced familiarity.
Rice was the owner of a local barbershop and a fishing companion of the tavern's owner, Anthony. The two often went sea fishing together at Lake Maracaibo or the Gulf of Venezuela.
Reaching the door of the private room, Rice knocked. Only after a short while did a voice come from inside.
"Come in."
Rice entered the private room. Anthony was reclining on the sofa, savoring a glass of red wine. Rice unceremoniously