[u]NYC[/u] Grell sat in his warehouse he used as the main base of operations for his human trafficking ring. Women were being milled around all over the place, some being delivered to buyers, others being taken to private rooms for local Mafia members. Two of Grells men approached him, the words BLEEDING WILLOW spray painted on their bulletproof vests. "Sir, you have a visitor." Grell nods, and Limbo walks forward, smiling "Long time no see my friend." Grell smiles "Hello there asshole, you haven't visited me in so long, what's your problem?" Limbo laughs "Sorry man, been busy." Grell nods "What do you think of my little operation here?" Limbo laughs "It's hardly little, how many girls you got here?" "We're holding at least 5,000 just here, not to mention all of my other warehouses." Limbo shakes his head in disbelief "How do you have enough men to keep up with them?" Grell smiles "15,000 men just in NYC, the girls don't cause any problems, plus we drug them a lot." They both laugh, Grell speaks "Plus I have my weapons deals, my drug deals, mercenary work, I make a lot of money man." The pair continued to catch up, both of them having a seat on a fancy leather couch (Open)