Viggo was not a happy camper after getting the text message from Mr. Claus. He prided himself on running a clean ship and this outburst from Bindslev was too much. Seen from the outside it may have seemed odd when he was the most feared gangster in the supernatural world in Denmark. For him it was important that he knew about all less than legal activities and shady deals- especially in this part of the country.
He looked over toward his lieutenant, Otto, who had been with him for decades. Otto just nodded his head.
“Bindslev- what the fuck?”
“I told you something was going on up there. I told you,” said Otto.
“You did and now it’s time to get to the bottom of this,” replied Viggo.
“I thought you’d never say it. I’m on my way,” said Otto.
“Find out where that package is and for the love of Christmas please stay away from those mink farms,” said Viggo.
He looked over toward his lieutenant, Otto, who had been with him for decades. Otto just nodded his head.
“Bindslev- what the fuck?”
“I told you something was going on up there. I told you,” said Otto.
“You did and now it’s time to get to the bottom of this,” replied Viggo.
“I thought you’d never say it. I’m on my way,” said Otto.
“Find out where that package is and for the love of Christmas please stay away from those mink farms,” said Viggo.