breakfast.”
As I stood up, I reached back and pulled out my 9 mm and shot Juan in the face. As the other two started to pull out their guns, I shot Tomas twice in the chest and disarmed Roberto before he could get his gun pointed at me. I clubbed him, knocking him out, and watched as he crumpled to the deck in the pool of Tomas’ blood.
I tied Tomas and Juan’s feet to an anchor and threw them overboard. The water was a mile deep at this spot, and their bodies would never be found.
While Roberto was still out I broke both his right arm and leg and broke some ribs on his right side also. He started to come to, so I hit him with a small dinghy anchor. I went to the engine room and opened some sea cocks so the boat would sink and then placed a life preserver on Roberto’s body. I found the E-Pirb unit to alert the Coast Guard and put the six-man raft (which was set to automatically release and inflate if the boat sunk) overboard with Roberto’s body tied to it.
I set a fire on board, threw my gun over the side, and threw the E-Pirb in to make sure it worked. I lit the fire with the LP gas fully open and inside, and then got in the water and turned Roberto face down to assure that he drowned. In an hour’s time, the Coast Guard arrived and the Sportfish was on its way to the bottom of the sea. There was a lot of debris in the water where the boat had been, and Roberto was cold.
I told the Coast Guard that I did not know what had taken place as I was in the head and the others were cooking on the barbecue when I heard an explosion, so I went over the side where I found Roberto in a life preserver and the life raft. I told them that I did not know what happened to the other two, and that when I found Roberto he was almost dead. I explained that the only reason I believed I was alive was because I was in the head at the time of the explosion.
Much to my relief, the Coast Guard, the widows and everyone concerned believed my story. I arranged for all three wives to receive five million each, and I knew I would never see them again.
Chapter 3
Over the next couple of weeks I consolidated and took over Tomas, Roberto and Juan’s areas and dealers , and instead of going to Texas or Chicago to see my dealers, I had them come to me. I made sure they were all searched, and more than once, before they actually met with me.
Among this group I had a cop from vice and an ex DEA officer for security purposes, and all my cars were bulletproof. I also had four full-time guards at my home, all on my payroll.
Every Friday my home , my cars and phones were swept for bugs. I never talked to anyone on the telephone and never hung out at clubs and had intermediaries set things up. In spite of all these things in place, I still had to be very careful and always on the alert. No one on my payroll was allowed to mention my name or do drugs, especially cocaine or they would be eliminated. I only saw five men on a regular basis as it was much safer that way. I never kept any cocaine in my home, car or boats.
One day my employee who ran the business in Miami informed me that business was off because a Mexican group was putting dealers on the street with crystal meth. This was cheaper and lasted longer and more importantly it was highly addictive. People who lived in poorer or middle class neighborhoods were using this now.
I told him to get all the information he could on the crystal meth and the Mexicans who were distributing it, and I would expect a report the following week.
Our gross had dropped three per cent by the following week in Miami, and I knew we had to reverse this trend quickly. My man found out that they manufactured this stuff themselves, and they were part of a Cartel from Mexico that supplied grass, cocaine and crystal meth. Their plan was to be the sole distributor for the U.S.
I had him set up a meeting with the head Mexican and inform him that are main area was the East Coast, that we
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