Alex himself had a reputation for being straight-laced, following the law to the letter.
His businesses stayed clean. In fact, there was that story about him personally discovering a drug deal going down in another one of his clubs and immediately calling the cops, handing the narcotics division a major win.
That kind of action earned a lot of respect from the officers.
Building factories, running real businesses, giving real money to charity, obeying laws, not acting like a reckless rich kid racing his car or ignoring traffic rules, even buying the station new cars...
Looked at from any angle, Alex seemed like a model entrepreneur for the city.
And yet... something felt off to Jed. He had this nagging gut feeling that the squeaky-clean image wasn't the whole story. That maybe there were some less-than-legal things happening behind the curtain.
"You must be Mr. Alex, right?"
