Rene
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My eyes trailed the crew as they continued to stack more and more bricks of raw cocaine in an orderly manner, under Tiago's strict supervision. Each brick of cocaine were fully wrapped tightly together with strong firm tape around it's whole body.
It was my first time watching the men loading the back of the trucks with so many tightly wrapped packages containing cocaine, straight into Mexico, Columbia and Cuban.
Though my body was present, and my eyes were fixated on the entire process, my mind and should I say my f*****g soul were somewhere else, far from our location. The grip on my phone tightened as I stole another quick glance at the screen.
Nothing.
Fucking nothing yet.
Her face easily seeped again into my mind, like she freakin owned my head and it was her doma
