Zeus and Io - Books 1 and 2
Copyright 2012,2013 by Harry Carton
Chapter 12
JJ Reodondo
From his home/headquarters in the dry scrub-lands outside Juarez, JJ Reodondo could contact any of his small army by email or cell phone, except for his new operation in the canyon lands to the southwest. There simply wasn't any internet or cell phone coverage that far out in the desert, and radio was just too public. Oh well, there wasn't anything for Pepe to do just now, except get ready. The girls should be arriving within a couple of weeks. Mr. Pig from Asia would be arriving to pick them up ... and hand over the half-million dollars shortly thereafter.
He had his other businesses to look after. His primary occupations were two: he was a middle man between the high volume manufacturers of drugs – primarily marijuana and cocaine – and the distribution network of dealers and pimps he'd put together in Texas and New Mexico; and he ran a series of drug stores in Mexico, from which he skimmed large volumes of prescription narcotics, which were also placed for sale through his networks in Texas and New Mexico. The distribution of drugs into the U.S. was a high risk operation requiring most of his time.
The kidnapping of young girls, on the other hand, required minimal muscle, and practically no risk. The girls would be drugged and 'stored' under the false bottoms of delivery trucks, unconscious for almost all of the trip to the small cabin near the canyon. They would stay drugged until they were delivered to Mr. Pig, a fat Asian crime lord who was on the far end of a heroin supply line that JJ wanted to cultivate.
This Pig, like the Norte Americano Pig who had bought the first two girls, would do something very destructive to the girls – and within the year, would come back for more. It was a nice, safe, repeating business, with customers who had plenty of money. The Norte Americano supplied guns, and JJ was a good customer. The Asian would supply heroin. It would be small quantities at first, but that would grow in time. And there was always a supply of girls from the U.S.
Yes, it was a good business, and he wouldn't have to haggle with those bastards in Houston or Phoenix for the distribution rights in his own territories.
JJ flipped open his laptop and accessed his offshore accounts in the Caymans, entered his passwords, answered the secret questions. The figure was approaching two hundred fifty million USD. That would buy a lot of tacos. He laughed and signed off.
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