Chapter 55

We leave the hacienda with the intention of entering Venezuela with one of the largest shipments of magic dust we have ever transported. It’s a long trip and a dangerous one. As things stand, it is a risk. It is a risk I have to take, but although I am aware of that, it does not detract from the uneasiness. The first states go well. They stop us. The good thing about having money is that with it, you pay for the solutions to the problems, and that is exactly what we do. Every time the police stop us, we go through with a bill. It’s simple, it’s fast, it’s what we are used to. We know very well the royal we’re running, and we know who’s at the posts, so we have that advantage. My men have been working on this move for days, and we believe everything is perfectly coordinated. After hours and hours of driving, although I spent many of them sleeping, we arrived in Cúcuta, the border with Venezuela itself. To pass into the adjoining republic, we have to cross a bridge with the whole conv