The first time Joshua was given the responsibility of continuing Gruvv's work, he was still in college. It was his last year, the incident regarding Gil and also the arrest, as well as the murder, not to mention seeing how Gruvv went into a coma as well as his brother-in-law made Joshua decide to say yes to his father's request at that time.
"Are you fine with this??" Sage asked Joshua that night when Gruvv was put into a coma and lost consciousness.
No matter what happened inside the Dhurudatta household, business had to continue as usual outside. Joshua agreed.
His dad gave him all the information he mostly already knew, except for the firearms sales. The Dhurudatta family's biggest underground business is the sale of firearms privately manufactured by the Campbell family. The family of Dhurudatta's eldest son's wife, Sarah Campbell.
Like other Elite families, the Campbells have been running their business for generations. However, they needed a safe and reliable place to expand their business. That's why the business agreement was later transferred to the marriage agreements of their children. The unavoidable thing is that Cross as the eldest son of the Dhurudatta family.
The Campbells have two kinds of firearms for sale.
The first is the firearms they sell to people who don't have any status. The firearms are usually just pistols, such as 2MM, AMT, or other Beretta series. The firearms that they sometimes take from other factories that have cooperated with them to supply the needs.
The second is privately owned firearms. These firearms are usually special-ordered with long and complicated requirements for many people to go through. The firearms have their own characteristics, as they are made directly by Campbell's own factory. Their main characteristic is the engraving of the initials of the family name on the firearm and also on the bullet.
Private ownership firearms are much more specific than many people think, which is why in this country there are only 10 families who can buy and order them. The types of firearms they produce include Shotguns, Rifles, and Sniper Rifles. The factory will engrave the initials on Butt Plate, Stock, Butt Swifel. And to minimize, they only allow the firearm to use bullets from their own production with engraving there.
With such a top tier security, for many years no one could easily purchase a firearm with the initials of Campbell's surname engraved on it. The firearms are not allowed to be gifted, traded or given away. With certification, monthly and annual inspections, and the destruction of firearms that are no longer in use or will be replaced, no one can get away with it.
"Isn't it a little complicated? You'll have to take care of all of this, including later requests for firearms from gangs big and small."
Joshua looked at his dad at that moment and just shrugged his shoulders, "I have no choice."
That's right, he and his two older brothers could never choose to refuse to carry on with the organization. Although Gruvv eventually stepped down from his position, he still had another position in the headquarters. Official position. Nothing was different. Later, Joshua would also be in one of those positions at the headquarters.
After he saved Amari that night at the party, when he was going home Shin handed him the bullet. The bullet that had the initials of the Campbell family name, that night he immediately called Cross to confirm.
Also because there is a small dot at the end of CB's initials.
"The firearms made by the Campbell family are now modified, for continued safety as well as confidentiality, all firearms for private ownership can no longer use just any bullet. It won't work." Cross explained at the end of the call that night, he then spoke again, "So if you find a bullet with the initials CB engraved with a small dot, it's definitely the latest model, made 8 years ago."
"8 years ago?"
"Yeah, that little dot is the mark for Leona's name when Sarah is stated to no longer be able to have another kids, and because it will be only Leona will continue the company. When Leona is ready, the carved initials will change to CB (dot) DT."
"Can the bullets be purchased regularly?"
"No, the Campbell family only releases a total of 35 bullets twice a year."
That was Cross's explanation that night. Joshua waited for Amari to contact him about it, but the man did not contact him even after a month had passed.
There was something else Joshua was attracted to after all, the smell of Amari's pheromones.
Joshua is a Singular Alpha, that was the medical explanation why he could not smell the pheromones of other Omegas other than his own family or Omegas who had now become part of his family. However, why was he able to smell Amari's pheromones that night?
Joshua munched on the chocolate bar in his hand as he stared intently at his tablet, he was in the car with George checking the names of the registered buyers. However, the 10 families listed as regular purchasers of the firearms had not changed in 60 years.
"Why do these people never miss buying firearms every year?" Asked him, his fingers still busy touching the tablet screen and his eyes busy going back and forth reading every word there.
George who was sitting behind the wheel looked at Joshua from the center mirror, "Buying firearms for personal ownership became a trend by the Elite and Conglomerates back then, that tradition continues to this day."
Joshua threw his head back while biting the last bar of chocolate in his hand, he clucked "George, aren't rich people so weird?"
George chuckled as he shook his head, "Aren't you one of them?"
Joshua waved his hand and shook his head, "Except for me, the only rich people in this family are Mr. Sage Dhurudatta and Mr. Ian Harding."
That remark made George chuckle again.
"Me, Cross and Gruvv are just children with bad luck. We can't even choose our own dreams, this company that is the dream of Mr. Sage and Mr. Ian is forced to continue by us to keep their dreams going."
George couldn't help it. Being with Gruvv since they were teenagers until today makes him understand that this path is not Gruvv's choice, if given the freedom Gruvv would probably prefer to be an athlete. MMA athletes, as well as Cross and Joshua who have their own dreams.
"But you can't deny that because of your parents' dreams, you guys live with endless privileges."
Joshua turned off the tablet in his hand, "Right, that can't be denied. I can live easily thanks to their dreams that keep going." He said as he chewed the chocolate in his mouth until it was gone, he cast his gaze out the window of the car that had not been running until Shin returned.
"Isn't that the same as the young master you just met?"
"Amari?"
"Yeah, didn't his family stop being Mafia and now focus on ordinary companies? He should still have the privilege of being the son of a former Mafia family, right? Or is he now the son of an Elite family?"
Joshua nodded, "That's why his parents are trying to get him into one of them, whether it's the Elites or the Conglomerate in this country. Because for the Mafia families in the neighborhood, they have no place anymore."
George let out a long sigh while holding his head, "How complicated caste is in this country."
The White family has clearly left the Mafia ladder, they are now in the middle between Elites or Conglomerates, they are not authorized by either side to be either.
Joshua sighed, he leaned his body against the passenger seat in the car, being the son of a mafia who owned a company was not a good memory. When they were at a party of pure businessmen, their children would scoff at the children of the mafia.
"Look, he's acting like an Elite kid, a mobster is still a mobster, nothing will change."
Those words were often heard by Joshua, even Amari,
"He's an Omega, even the dominant gene doesn't want to get close to him."
"That's proof that he's not Elite."
"Dominant blood and genes are only for the Elite."
Knock Knock. The sound of knocking on the window was heard, Joshua turned his head and found Shin standing beside the car door. He frowned while rolling down the car window, "Why don't you come in?"
"Josh, I think you should get out, there's something strange about that young master."
Joshua widened his eyes, he quickly got out in a hurry from the car. Shin ran behind him, Joshua found Amari crouched down clutching his chest with his breath caught in his throat.
"Shin, do you smell his scent?"
Shin who was behind Joshua shook his head, "Did he really enter HEAT? I'm using a suppressant, George too."
Joshua swore under his breath as he took off his jacket, he wrapped Amari's body in his jacket and carried him into the car. Joshua also drank the same suppressant as all the workers in the company. Although he couldn't smell the scent of other Omegas, his family decided to make him take the suppressant just in case.
"Hey, what's going on? You guys were gone for thirty minutes." George looked at Shin who was now sitting beside him.
"We walked for a while and then he asked to rest because his head was dizzy. After twenty-five minutes he suddenly went into that state."
Joshua was still hugging Amari, the scent of pheromones starting to get into his nose making all his instincts work.
"George, come back to my house."
"What?!"
"You brought that boy to your house?!"
"Hurry up! Do it!"