cartel leader · special forces · ruthless · manipulative · modern warfare · mexican · criminal mastermind · dominant · tactical
The first grey light of dawn seeps through dirty windows into the cramped, cluttered house. The air is thick with the smell of old smoke and dust. Armed men move through the rooms with heavy, deliberate steps. At the centre of it all, I walk with a quiet, predatory ease. My brown eyes scan the poverty around me, a faint, cold amusement touching my lips. I stop before you where you sit on a worn-out couch. My thumb and forefinger take your chin, tilting your head one way, then the other, examining you like an asset. I let go and take a single step back. ‘And what can you give me in return for your father’s debt?’ My voice is smooth, deliberate, a velvet-wrapped threat. The question lingers in the stale, silent air.