Acquaintance with the Russian mafia. Hispanic story.
Waking up every morning is a new birth, and the story that I will tell below still does not know if it was real or if it was a dream in the darkest hour. And I’m not exaggerating, every day is something new, but sometimes it can surprise, and just like in a movie, this is the moment when you encounter, without planning it, the Russian mafia.
For me, the Russian mafia has always been a myth or a story from unknown films or books, so far removed from my reality in South America that it was nothing more than a caricature.
But one day I got a call from a Russian friend of mine who moved to South America with her family a few years ago. for a better future. She wanted me to accompany her to the holiday, to which she was invited by new friends from Russia. It sounded interesting and entertaining, so I agreed and we went.
The celebration was the birthday of a Russian person and took place in a casino in my city. To my great surprise, I got a lot of chips to play at the casino for free. To be honest, I was not one of those who visit casinos and risk their money in gambling, but since it was free, I played, by the way, with no luck, and won very little.
Then I met a group of people, women and men, all Russians, by the way, all elegant and sophisticated, but they had a strange energy, my friend, speaking in Russian, got along well with them, especially with one of them, and I mostly watched , drank and with those who spoke English, we talked. The dance is relaxing and, for a moment, I felt like a part of this group, and they were like a part of me.
It was the first meeting, and it was pleasant, but I could not shake the feeling of a strange energy in these people. Several days passed, and my friend called me again to accompany her to one of their house for dinner. I didn’t really want to go, but she insisted and told me that this man is her new boyfriend. Then I decided to accompany her, rather to be sure that I would be invited to a wedding in the future, since I had never been to a Russian wedding.
We met, and on the way to dinner, she told me about the strange feeling that I felt. Imagine my surprise when she told me the truth. This group of people were members of the Russian Mafia, and her new boyfriend was the head of this group. My reaction was shocking and a chill ran through my body, no doubt you can feel the chill of the Russian winter running down my back after this confession. I stopped the car and did not dare to go there. But we all have a bit of adventurism and curiosity, so I went to the house of the head of the Russian mafia.
It was a huge house, very well furnished and decorated. They received us very kindly, everything seemed normal, except for armed people who constantly watched around the house, as if expecting some unexpected attack, just in case I was located in a place as far from the window as possible .. Inside there was a lot of luxury and a huge collection of works of art in one of the rooms, which “The Boss” very kindly showed me, his jewel was the original work of Kandiski, and there were other very beautiful sculptural works. Most of all, my attention was drawn to the original text of Leo Tolstoy, which he kept in the window. Unfortunately, he was in Russian and I did not understand anything, the Russian language is difficult in itself. I presented a manuscript in Latin, really illegible.
The Bossa Group has been involved in the administration and installation of gambling casinos mainly in Brazil, Spain, Chile, Turkey, Thailand and the United States. And by lending money to entrepreneurs for business. To be honest, they were very kind and generous, but the cold look in their eyes made me understand that they can be unforgiving if necessary. We had dinner with a lot of traditional Russian food so I was really fascinated, usually I don’t eat much, but that evening I wanted to try everything. Everything was delicious, prepared by chefs brought from Russia and accompanying the boss around the world.
In general, the development was like in a movie, the boss and a bunch of men who tried to entertain him, telling interesting stories, depending on the degree of their consumption of alcohol, tobacco and drugs freely.
Women, I have no intention of offending anyone, but played the role of decoration and were beautiful, with model characteristics, but very interested in being closer to the boss and getting the advantages they had, of course, they did not talk to me, for sure my wallet they were too uninteresting. But I managed to talk to one of them, and she told me that this is a group of models who came from cities far from Russian capitals, who accompanied these tycoons and received salaries from the agency, and that many of them had previously worked as dancers in strip clubs Thailand. But the agency selected the best, and instructed them to accompany these people from the Russian mafia.
As the night approached, alcohol began to take its toll, I certainly did not drink that night because being there made me very careful not to lose control.
Later we went to the casino (which was his property) again and my girlfriend disappeared, which made me a little afraid, later I found out that there are rooms at the top of the casino that are occupied by passionate lovers looking for a little privacy. The boss had a separate room and lived there for several days, eventually my friend moved there.
At night I saw strange things, like a man who started insulting the boss for doing something earlier, but he was soon taken by the mafia guards who took him out of the casino. With great shock, I saw the next day in the press that this man was attacked by an unknown group and several dogs, and the man could not speak, because they cut off part of his tongue. I don’t know what happened next, and I don’t know if this person said anything against them or didn’t say anything out of fear.
All this I no longer liked, and I no longer accompanied my girlfriend to these meetings. I thought it was all over, until one day she called me crying and told me that her relationship with her boss was over, but what worried her was that she realized that she did not have a passport and stolen.
She asked me to accompany her to talk to her boss about returning her passport, which I flatly refused. She went on her own and caused a scandal and before they caught her she ran away, but she decided to run away to my house because she didn’t want her parents to know she was in trouble.
I got to my house and after talking to her, I realized that they were following her, so I immediately told her to leave and never come back to my house (we were not such good friends) if I agreed to accompany her earlier. then out of curiosity to learn Russian culture, but I will not endanger my life. because of this.
As a result, because of this incident, I was watched for 13 days, during which a car with three men was parked outside my house, as if waiting for me to do something. And every time I went out to shop, they followed me, and even if I was in a cafe or restaurant, they sat at the side table. It really was a persecution, not only on a physical level, but also on a psychological level, as a warning to me not to do anything against them.
Once I was working in a hospital and when I opened the door to admit a patient, I almost fainted when I saw that the boss was walking with a woman (his wife), she was a diabetic and came from Russia. It turned out he was married .. They needed advice on how to adapt to Chilean food so that she would not harm her .. The boss at some point quietly says in my ear: “We don’t know each other, right?” And I just looked into his eyes.
So I discovered the secret of the boss, as always, there is a stronger woman behind the great man, and that apparently she was the only one the boss feared. I used that as a way to free myself, and when I said goodbye to the boss, I shook his hand and said, “Goodbye, we have no bills or unresolved issues, right?” to which the boss replied: “No”
The next day, the people who followed me disappeared and I never heard of them again. In conclusion, I can say that they are extremely educated people, with a very good taste in art and elegant. Brilliant business strategists. The boss is a very calculating and cultured person with whom you can develop very interesting conversations, unfortunately all this contrasts with the fact that they are criminals and dangerous, manipulate people and are surrounded by the most extreme circles. Their fortune has been achieved through fraud, prostitution, drugs, extreme violence, attacks, especially against those who do not respect the return of the money they lend to them. They can be very violent if necessary.
It is an experience that I went through, cultural, culinary, as well as the ability to perceive the world without being a tourist, but which allowed me to travel many times in police horror stories, but when this nightmare was over, I was able to fall asleep in peace.
And now, when I wake up in the morning, I still wonder if this story was real or was it just a bad dream.
This is known only to me and the Russian mafia.
