El Alto, who'd spent his two hours' sleep the night before on a firm couch a full foot shorter than he, then waterlogged himself in the flatbed, elects to stay behind in the comfort of the hotel bed for the night and leave the following day. From the time the military and the DEA moved in on them, the reports of what happened are conflicted.A source familiar with the cartel informed me on October 3rd that the initial siege had begun.
He notes with delighted disdain several through which his money has been laundered, and who take their own cynical slice of the narco pie."How much money will you make writing this article? I answer that when I do journalism, I take no payment. I consider offering to accompany them, though the circumstances would certainly prove any protective action futile. Despite that, I'm feeling frustrated at having to wait eight days to get him in a corner – to ask everything I think the world wants to know. So I only ask questions one couldn't forget the answers to. We escape its subtle brume, and I join my colleagues inside the bungalow.I could see that, to him, the idea of doing any kind of work without payment is a fool's game. Before my adrenal rush of paranoia can inspire insult or injury, Chapo has returned. With Kate tucked cozily into bed, his crew and he are fast and furious into body armor, strapping long-barrel weapons and hip-clipped grenades. There are two beds and one couch a short distance from where Kate can be seen sleeping on a third bed behind a privacy divider.It is not he who necessitated weeks of clandestine planning.Instead, it's a man of about my age, though absent any human calculus that may provide us a sense of anchored commonality. And reminded myself over and over of the incredible life loss, the devastation existing in all corners of the narco world. "I don't usually drink," he says, "but I want to drink with you." After a raise of the glass, I take a polite sip.Unlike the gangsters we're used to, the John Gotti's who claimed to be simple businessmen hiding behind numerous international front companies, El Chapo sticks to an illicit game, proudly volunteering, "I supply more heroin, methamphetamine, cocaine and marijuana than anybody else in the world. The battle-ready army of jungle guerrillas who had been standing down earlier in the night on her behalf are now returning to what I assume is a more typical posture. Following this Clark Kent-into-Superman extravaganza, Chapo returns to the table. Espinoza returns to the bed he'd claimed upon our arrival. We can talk and cuddle." With this prospect, I win the negotiation. " The dirt tracks of the jungle are difficult to navigate when monsoon rains saturate them.
I have a fleet of submarines, airplanes, trucks and boats."He is entirely unapologetic. " His unguarded will to speak freely, his comfort with his station in life and ownership of extraordinary justifications, conjure Tony Montana in Oliver Stone's . So you can point your fucking fingers and say, ' That's the bad guy.' So what's that make you? Now it is down to El Alto and I looking at each other. In his grace and discretion, El Alto makes his choice: "I'll go with the couch." As I collapse onto the bed, I hear El Chapo's convoy drive away into the night jungle. We'd have to beat the rain to the tarmac road.Introducing our newest star, La vie est belle L’Eclat, a new olfactive of La vie est belle that embodies the sparkle of the orange blossom, radiant fresh and sophisticated, yet sensual and addictive.This holiday, discover your fragrance of happiness from the La vie est belle collection, enjoy complimentary engraving and choose from a unique selection of gift sets. Espinoza and I have traveled many roads together, but none as unpredictable as the one we are now approaching. Whether he's standing in the midst of a slum, a jungle or a battlefield, his idiosyncratic elegance, mischievous smile and self-effacing charm have a way of defusing threat. Finally a respite from the cyber technology that's been sizzling my brain and soul. Pope Francis blazed a trail and left town two days before. Regis Hotel with my colleague and brother in arms, Espinoza.That source and another on the ground in Sinaloa reported that over the next several days, two military helicopters were shot down and Mexican marine ground troops laid siege to several ranch properties.