Shepard did not rush to inform the Colombian side of Gacha's death, but first went with a team to visit Gacha's mistress.

The woman's name is Jahira, and she is the owner of a modeling agency in Colombia, which is not large, but the quality of the models signed is not low, and she has frequently won a lot of awards in competitions, and even Jahira herself is just as bright and moving.

You must know that Jahira herself is even over forty years old, but she still maintains a bumpy figure, and even her face is no different from that of a thirty-year-old, and when Shepard came to visit, the latter was leading by example, demonstrating the competition process to the models signed by the company.

The panicked company security guard stood in front of the hallway as much as he could, trying to intercept the unscrupulous guys, but his efforts were completely futile, and Shepard's men, although not fully armed, were also minimally armed, wearing baseball caps, tactical vests, and C26 submachine guns hanging on their chests, ready to be raised and fired at any time.

However, Shepard is also a gentleman, in order not to scare those passers-by, the guns and PCs are arranged downstairs and in the corridors, and the few people who follow him only carry the Glock 18 pistol on their waists.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Jahira, they insisted on coming in!"

"It's okay, Paul, bring these guys to my office!"

Jahira looked at Shepard, the expression on her face changed a little, and finally sighed in relief, stepped forward, asked the security guard to return to her post, and then asked her secretary to take Shepard and them away.

"I'm sorry, but these kids are still waiting for me to go to class!"

"It's okay, let's just wait a little longer!"

After walking through the warm and sunny corridor, and then through the countless certificates and awards, Shepard was ushered into the reception room.

"May I ask you ......?"

"Anything!"

Then the secretary carefully brought a cup of jasmine tea.

"Well, that's good, thank you!"

"You're welcome, this is made by the lady herself, specially for entertaining guests!"

Jahira didn't let Shepard wait, and after a few minutes, Jahira took off her original practice clothes and put on a long skirt, and pushed open the door of the meeting room.

"I'm sorry, but you haven't asked for advice yet?"

"John Shepard! CEO of Shadow Corporation!"

After hearing the name of the Shadow Company, a hint of panic flashed in Jahira's eyes, but she still wanted to hide it as much as possible.

"I don't remember any business with your company, do I?"

"Ms. Jahira, we are not here for your modeling agency, but for Rodriguez Gacha, as his close lover, it is naturally impossible for you not to know what we do, besides, don't pretend to be stupid, we have come to you, that is, we have a firm certainty, so there is no need to waste any more time!"

"Okay, I see!"

Jahira thought for a few seconds before nodding.

"I'll cooperate with you, but if you want to capture Rodriguez through me......

"No, Rodriguez has been besieged in the mountains by our men, and I came here to tell me the whereabouts of his men!"

"You caught him?"

Jahira's face immediately turned pale, as one of Gacha's many mistresses, although not the most favored, but definitely the most able to solve Gacha's worries, Gacha fell in love with the twenty-year-old Jahira at first sight at a beauty contest, and then launched a crazy pursuit.

As a rich drug lord, Gacha has no culture, chasing women is all about smashing, Jahira likes what he likes, he buys what he likes, he likes flowers, he directly buys a plantation that specializes in growing flowers, and if he likes dolphins, he directly builds an aquarium.

And Jahira is also a rare sobriety in the world, after becoming Gacha's mistress, in addition to serving Gacha every day, she did not forget her career, and also refused a lot of Gacha's direct sponsorship and opened a modeling company.

Although still inevitable because of Gacha

The relationship has received all kinds of preferential treatment, but Jahira's own ability is still there, and Gacha also appreciates this, so his mistress has changed a lot, only Jahira's status is not down, and the two can be regarded as having a relationship, and Jahira even raised a daughter for each other.

Looking at the pale Jahira, Shepard thought about it, but still didn't tell the other party the truth, her drug lord mistress had been blown up by a rocket.

"Not yet, though, it's only a matter of time, and besides, I'm not sure I'll just catch him, and if he resists, it's not impossible to kill him!"

"I knew there was going to be such a day!"

Jahira's expression was gloomy, and her legs were lowered, but Shepard changed his sitting position, leaning on the sofa, as if he was in a position where everything was under control.

"But Gacha's own important henchmen are not there, you have done a lot for Gacha in the past, and you are also familiar with those henchmen, so, can you tell us their whereabouts?"

"I don't know!"

"Lady Jahira, it's not a good thing to lie, two days ago, you met with Gacha's personal lawyer, and now you tell me you don't know, you think, we look like good people, don't you?"

"I ......"

Jahira wanted to say something, but Shepard placed a stack of photos on the table.

In the photo, she is a little girl wearing a noble school uniform, looking lively and cute, and she looks ignorant of the world.

"You ......"

Jahira couldn't sit still when she looked at the photo, and stood up directly, and the guard at the door brought by Shepard also put her hand on her waist, as long as Jahira moved a little, the 1100 firing speed of the fully automatic pistol could kill her in an instant.

"Ma'am, you don't want your daughter to be in any danger, do you!".

When Shepard said this, he only felt that the atmosphere was weird, especially since the other party was still a dead man's beauty and maturity***, if he changed countries, the development of the story might also change direction.

"Shame on you!"

Jahira sat back in her chair in exasperation.

Shepard, on the other hand, didn't have a bit of mood swings, he was waiting for the other party to make a choice.

After covering her face and muttering for nearly half a minute, Jahira finally made her choice.

"I need you to make a promise never to disturb my daughter!"

"Of course, I do what I say!"

"Okay, I can help you get in touch with Yago!"

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, Lady Jahira!"

Shepard stood up satisfied, then pointed in the direction of the gate.

"Then, please cooperate with us and complete the rest of the work!"