The Cigar City of Cuba; Pinar Del Rio
was spell bounded by the tropical breeze flirting with palms, steely grey
shades adoring the skyline, the froth kissed white sands in the foreground and
waves crashing across. Frank Carter was driving through this tropical paradise
island from Havana Airport for cracking off a deal. Being 27 he successfully
steered the business of repairing & selling luxurious yachts in Miami.
Every deal he made was a success but never kept close contacts with his clients
as most of them came either from the Hollywood with hell lot of snob or the
mafias with litres of bloodshed. Frank was a man of words; he knew to keep the
promises and stressed in getting transparency in the business. He loved working
with people having transparency in their businesses but rarely met such
individuals. This deal was an eye opener for him stating that there exist noble
men just like Don Vito Corleone.
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