“ No, my name is Betty, ” she said in Spanish, looking up from her Bible in practised nonchalance. The passport on her nightstand, under a headscarf and next to a.38 calibre revolver, said otherwise; her name was Lucrecia Adarmez....
He kissed her on the cheek and introduced himself as the Drug Enforcement Administration Special Agent who was to finally bring down The Cocaine Godmother: “ Hola, Griselda....
We finally meet.” “ She didn’t kiss me, I can only think what she would have liked to d
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