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For five years, Carlos Ramirez had been a ghost, a name on an FBI watch list with no body attached to it. His location was a secret held only by his most trusted lieutenants. Rumours placed him everywhere: hidden away in Ecuador, still operating from the shadows of Colombia, or having vanished into the vastness of Brazil. The rumours about Brazil were correct. He had slipped across the border from Colombia undetected, just another face in a crowd of thirty, smuggled by a crew who never knew the value of their cargo. They had moved the Boss of Bosses, and they hadn't even known it. Brazil was a calculated choice. The government�s stance against the United States was clear; there would be no extradition. As a cornerstone of BRICS, the country was a fortress, insulated from the long arm of the West. It was a haven for men like him. But the real reason, the anchor that held him there, was influence. He had his own man planted deep within Paulo Ricardo Nunes�s administration: Lu�s Fernando Carvalho, the Minister of External Affairs. In Brazil, Ramirez wasn�t just hiding. He was protected. A few years ago, when the FBI net began tightening around his empire, Carlos Ramirez devised a strategy as audacious as it was ruthless. It wasn�t enough to survive. He would re-engineer the battlefield�and win. Politicians had always been his leverage, but they were a fickle breed. Corruption could buy loyalty, but loyalty bought that way could be sold to someone else. A higher bidder, a stronger hand, and the whole house collapsed. Ramirez needed something stronger than bribery - Something permanent. He would create his own politicians. Not allies. Not partners, Soldiers in suits. Men�and women�pulled from his inner circle, vetted, loyal, and hungry. They wouldn�t just bend the law for him; they would write it. The plan unfolded like a military campaign. He financed elections, weaponized secrets, and crushed obstacles with the quiet precision of a scalpel. One by one, administrations fell into line, smiling for the cameras while shaking hands with the devil.
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