We find a spot on a hill next to the compound where we can see the main entrance to the house. We count five guards.Where is number six?After watching the activity for about two hours, we see a limo arrive at the gate. It pulls through without being checked and proceeds toward the house. Once the limo comes to a stop, the driver, who is fully armed, gets out.There’s number six.He opens the back door, and a woman emerges, followed by a young girl.Romeo’s wife and niece.Good.
The guard/driver follows them into the house, and after a few minutes, he comes back outside to stand post.
About thirty minutes later, another limo arrives at the gate and proceeds right through without being checked.Who the fuck is this?We watch as the limo makes its way to the main entrance. The driver gets out, unarmed from what I can tell, and opens the back door. And to my surprise, Romeo emerges from the limo.Fuck.
“That’s Romeo,” Ice whispers. “Now what?”
“We wait and watch,” I reply, and that’s exactly what we do.
Just as the sun is setting, we see Romeo emerge with the same driver as before. The driver is carrying a duffle bag. The two of them get in the car and leave the estate. Perfect.
“I say we make our move tonight,” I say to the men.
“I’m all in,” Ice replies. The other guys nod.
“Spike, go back to the Jeep. Let Manuel know of our plans while we continue to keep our eyes on things here. We’ll strike as soon as it’s completely dark, so make your way back as soon as possible.”
“Got it, Sainte.” Spike leaves and we remain at our post, making sure Romeo doesn’t return and the women don’t leave.
About thirty minutes later, Spike returns. The sun has now set, and darkness has taken over the evening sky. Lucky for us, there is no moon visible tonight. Just another thirty minutes, and we’ll be ready to go.
“Okay, boys, let’s move. We’ve got the element of surprise on our side. Let’s keep it that way.”
“Ah, I think once I take out the guards at the gate, we’ll lose that,” Ice states.
“That’s why we have silencers,” I reply smugly.
“Fucker,” Ice says under his breath, and I can’t help but chuckle. It’s killing him not being in control, but he promised. He knew if I agreed to allow him to be a part of this, he had to do things my way.
We get down the hill and position ourselves right outside the guard stand. “Ice, you got this?”
“Oh, fuck yeah. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.” He creeps toward the two guards, and we follow behind. Next thing I see, both guards fall to the ground in the darkness. Spike stops inside the guard stand, and the rest of us continue toward the house.
“Give me five minutes,” Spike says, “and you should be cleared to enter.”
Hell, it’s gonna take us more than five minutes to get to the fucking house. I swear all these cartel leaders are alike. They have these huge fucking mansions with all these ostentatious gold statues and fountains everywhere. Having the gaudiest house must be a fucking prerequisite when you make it big in the drug business.
“When you’re done, meet up with Rebel and Ryder,” I tell Spike.
“Got it.”
When we finally get to the house, Rebel and Ryder split and move toward each side of the house. Rebel takes out the guard at the front as he goes by.Damn, these guys are good.
I see another guard drop while Ice and I rush toward the door, which is now clear. I pray Spike has disarmed the alarms by now, but I don’t have time to wait any longer. We burst down the front door and walk inside. The gaudy décor extends inside as we’re greeted with a huge plantation-type staircase and a fucking fountain in the main entryway.
Just as we’re about to climb the stairs, a woman dressed in a maid’s uniform comes running into the entryway, yelling in Spanish. I can’t understand a word she is saying, but I can tell she is scared.
Ice approaches her and grabs her by the arm. “Cállate, maldita mujer. Si quieres mantenerte vivo, vuelve a la cocina o desde donde vengas. Dile al resto del personal también. Permanece oculto, y no serás lastimado.”
By the look in her eyes, she’s scared, but she stops yelling and nods. He releases her arm, and she quickly turns away and rushes out of the entryway.
“What the fuck did you say to her?” I ask.
“I told her to shut the fuck up. Go back where she came from and to let the rest of the staff know that as long as they stay hidden, they won’t be harmed.”
“Fuck, Ice, thanks. I didn’t know you speak Spanish.”
“See, it’s a good thing I came along,” he says as we proceed up the stairs.
