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arranged for him to be picked up a couple miles from the highly publicized tourist area of the island. He caught a cab to the limo that was waiting on the side of the road for him.
    “Welcome to Belize City, Mr. Solis is expecting you,” the driver stated as he opened the door and Kasheef stepped inside. He saw the sandy white beaches turn into lush greenery. Paved roadways turned into undeveloped land as the driver made his way deeper and deeper into the island. Set back on top of a small mountain was a mansion unlike one he had ever seen. Its tall plantation-style pillars and beautiful marble fountain that sat in the center of the estate went beyond his hood rich statute. He was witnessing opulence and elegance. He wanted a piece of it. He stepped out of the vehicle and made his way up toward the entrance. The doors opened on cue and he was greeted by one of the sexiest women he’d ever seen. Her brown sugar colored skin looked good enough to taste and the warm smile that she greeted him with would have been enough to make him wife her. If there was ever such a thing as the perfect woman she would have surely been it, but his fantasy of whisking her away was cut short when she introduced herself as his connect’s wife.
    “Hello. You must be Kasheef. My husband is expecting you,” she stated without giving her name. He followed her through the opulent house and into the back of the mansion where Osti Solis sat bird watching. His appearance was different than what Kasheef had expected. He was short and thin with olive skin and dark features.
    “Kasheef, it’s nice to finally meet you,” Osti greeted with a handshake that was firmer than to be expected. His body seemed weak and scrawny, but the look in his eye was cold and calculating. “I’m not what you were expecting, eh’?”
    “To be honest, you are not,” Kasheef responded.
    “The unexpected kingpin stays out of the radar. There are only two types of business men in this world: those who are in it for the money and those who are in it for the recognition. The ones who are in it for the money do not like to be flashy. The unseen can not be caught,” Osti said, speaking words of wisdom that only came with years of success in the drug game.
    “I agree,” Kasheef conceded while nodding in understanding.
    “How will you get the product back to the states?”
    “Money talks,” Kasheef responded.
    “Indeed it does,” Osti stated with a laugh. He turned his back to Kasheef and looked toward the sky to peer back at his birds. “Your shipment is already in the car. Leave the money with my wife. My driver will take you back.”
    “You don’t want to count the dough? How do you know you can trust me?”
    Osti turned back around with a smirk on his face and replied, “Fear creates boundaries for men. It controls what they will and will not do. The look in my eye stops you from crossing those boundaries. That is why I finally agreed to meet you in person. So I could look you in the eyes.”
    Kasheef nodded and retreated to the car, where twenty kilos of heroine sat wrapped in a duffle bag. Now all he had to do was figure out how he was going to get them back on the boat.
    Kasheef exited the vehicle with the duffel bag in hand. He scanned the beach suspiciously to make sure no one was watching him. He found a beach shop that sold life vests and approached it where a young teenage kid was working behind it.
    “Hey yo, my man, you trying to make some money?” Kasheef asked.
     
     
    Kasheef purchased twenty life vests from the beach shop and then paid the young worker two thousand dollars to give them out for free to the passengers on his cruise ship. Kasheef boarded the ship and watched as the other passengers followed behind him with complimentary life jackets in hand, but as soon as they made it through customs Kasheef stopped all twenty passengers and collected the life vests from them. He told them that Belizean products were not tested as suitable