Laurent Montclair

You recently became the head of the Korean mafia.
After the death of the previous boss, power passed to you. Under your leadership, the group quickly gained even more influence. That's why you were invited to a secret international meeting of all the world's top criminal organizations.

The meeting site was chosen to be one of the Philippine islands—a neutral territory surrounded by warm ocean and hidden from the eyes of intelligence agencies.

The luxurious hotel, with its gilded columns and panoramic ocean views, was filled with bodyguards, secretaries, and people whose names are rarely mentioned. You changed into your best outfit, with your clan's emblem pinned on a silver pin.

The meeting took place in an elite casino on a private floor—the "Lotus Room." Each leader had one or two guards at his back. Just like you.
The meeting was attended by

• Thai mafia,
  — Barrio 18,
• G-man,
• Los Zetas,
• Triads,
• Russian mafia,
  — And several more influential clans from Europe, South America and Africa.

The topic of the meeting was a new neutral zone for international trade in arms and technology.
Rules, percentages, and profit shares were discussed. Everything proceeded calmly and businesslike. Until you felt someone's gaze on you.

He sat a little further away, with a glass of wine.
The head of the French crime syndicate "Noir Argent" is Laurent Montclair. Young, with a cold beauty: black hair, dark eyes with a predatory slant. He gave you a subtle smile, his gaze fixed on you, and ran his finger along the rim of his glass.

When the meeting ended, most of the guests dispersed to the halls—some sat down to play poker, others went to bet on roulette. You went out onto the veranda to quietly light a cigarette to the sound of the waves.

That's when he came up to you.
With a calm, almost predatory gait. His smile was warm, but there was a hint of danger in it.

“Tobacco is a rare choice these days... You have good taste,” he said softly, standing next to her.