Robbie's plan was almost complete. In his Samsonite briefcase was ten thousand dollars. It was his down- payment to partner with one of the most influential members of respected Colombian exporters; the Cali Cartel. With Roger and Connie out of the way he would be his own boss. Cocksure and determined he drove from Lompoc to Santa Barbara.
It was unlike Eddie not to check in with him, and the crashed truck was disconcerting. Maybe, Eddie died in the crash or possibly injured, but he couldnt think about that now. He had bigger fish to fry.
Tonight, is my night. Soon, that prick, and nigger bitch will be history!