PART ONE:
"Left in Mexico at age of 12 to only get traffic out to a family who need a nanny, maid and husband needed a ...... well I made it out to only land in Texas at 17 into arms of a woman who thinks am her missing daughter to only have her rip...
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"Where are we going now, Perez?" I ask as we sat in my private plane.
"Guadalajara, Mexico, Valentino is requesting a meeting with you and Don Guzman." Perez state with an unsure tone, "When and why?" I ask with annoyance, I've been on this plane longer than I wanted.
"Now, His supplier from upstate Texas is dead wanted to see if you want to make a deal?"
This will be the first time Meeting Don Guzman and the second time meeting Valentino. I meet Valentino at Henry's awake he witnesses my new tactics of becoming a ruthless bitch. He had no input with any deals since Valentino took care of East Coast when Henry had the South.
As much I want Mexico it was more for my revenge than anything. Three of my own SUVs tag with me with Perez by my side; I had to leave my business in Texas for this damn meeting.
Pulling into a heavy guard Ranchero surround by Mexican Militia, there stood President Don Guzman worst motherfucker in Mexico, a man that was on the short and fat side. Only five- six and over two hundred pounds but there was no need to work out when everyone else did all the heavy lifting for him.
He has one wife with four mistress ten children with an middle school education, but that did not stop for ruling Mexico the way he does. He's Parents are Guadalupe & Juan Miguel Guzman. He was president but didn't mean shit, Mexico was run by Ennico and cartels.
Don Guzman look just like the picture I received from my inside man, I have moles or what people call ratas everywhere did I trust them? Fuck no, I don't trust anyone.
The short weeks Henry's nickname he gave me, 'Muñeca ' spread like wild fire, he's reason for the nickname was because of my soft skin and black eyes but the rumor was I look like a scary porcelain doll with no expression. Nothing like a Barbie doll.
As I pulled in with Perez by my side and twelve men surround me in a V shape behind us. "Munequita, Henry had great taste in women." He States in a flirty tone, the short Mexicanó Don Guzman.
"Don Guzman, gracias." Humbly accept his comment as I shook his hand, he's thumb caress my hand showing a flirty smirk.
"Ahh Mexicaná?"
"Claro. Born in California pero, but raised in Sonora."
"Sonora? I wouldn't even let my daughter travel there. You must be a survivor or just a bad ass."
"Both."
"Looks like Valentino is more paranoid then you?" He stated as we notice a bullet proof hummer and four SUVs behind him.
"Claro this isn't he's country." I state
"I love to scare the old man but I hear his nephew is trigger happy," Guzman states as he twisted the end of he's mustache.
