Running Drugs for the Cartel
So now I'm panicking. I'm literally panicking, man. I, I'm like, okay, I gotta get back to America. And El Jefe, he literally texts me. He doesn't know I've lost his money. He goes, hey, I need you to drop off $3 million. I'm like, oh shit. I write him back. I said, I need to see you in person. He says, all right, well, I can't come to America, so I— he's a wanted man. I'm like, all right. He goes, you got to come to Mexico. I'm like, okay, this is it. I'm dead. I'm dying. I'm going into this meeting and I'm gonna— at least I'm going in, I know I'm gonna get killed. I'm gonna get killed right there and it's over with, right? I don't have to worry. So that was what my mindset— this is where you asked if I was scared. I was— fuck yeah, I was scared.