Reinaldo

The cartel plane touched down at the small airport east of Kansas City, the same airport where we’d landed in the past. Since the alliance was first brokered, it seemed as if this was becoming a usual stop. That said, there was nothing usual about this trip. I was here for one reason: to get Jasmine. I wasn’t naïve enough to assume my goal would be reached without a fight.

Diego and Felipe, the two guards I brought with me from Sacramento flanked me, one in the ...