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out so well. So tell me, why go after a player who’s taken himself off the table and is living on the other end of the planet?” El Rey asked.

Valiente initially looked annoyed, but then remembered who he was talking to. El Rey was a dangerous man, even by cartel standards. Not someone you wanted to make an enemy of.

“It’s personal. The hit is personal. Unfinished business.”

“Personal? With Aranas? What could El Chilango have possibly done to bring that upon himself?” Now El Rey was genuinely curious.

“It’s a long story. Apparently, the two men knew each other from many years ago and then when Sinaloa went to war with the Jalisco cartel, things escalated out of control. That was almost a decade ago, and it went on for years, with heavy casualties on both sides.”

“They’re still enemies to this day, no?” El Rey asked.

“Yes. And they’ll always be enemies. Too much blood spilled to ever build bridges. What happened was that, during the worst of the war, El Chilango sent an execution team to take out Aranas. But they botched it. You can probably guess how that went down. Four killers from Veracruz with AK-47s – playing cowboys. Anyway, turns out Aranas wasn’t where they were told he would be, so when they shot up the car he was supposed to be traveling in, it wasn’t him. It was his twelve year old daughter, Imelda, on her way to ballet class.” Valiente paused to allow that to sink in. “She was apparently a rare talent. And beautiful. They tell me she lived for almost a month on machines before the injuries were too much for her. So it’s personal. Every day El Chilango breathes is an affront to Aranas, and he wants the man erased. Which brings us to why you are here, gracing our town with your presence.”

“What are the details?”

“The most important thing to understand is that Aranas doesn’t just want a hit. He wants El Chilango to suffer. A lot. I had mentioned to him how adept you’ve been in handling our transactions, and he authorized me to reach out to you. So here I am. And now, here are you as well.”

“What’s the contract price?” El Rey was curious how badly they wanted him dead.

“Two hundred fifty thousand dollars.”

“Too low for the risk involved. A foreign country, likely many unusual expenses, a police force that can’t be bought, foreign mercenaries…I don’t mean to sound like an ingrate, but that won’t cover it,” El Rey explained.

Valiente sat back, exasperated. “Then what’s the right number for you to take this on? I know I can get any of a dozen men who would jump at doing this for fifty.”

“You tried that once. These aren’t the kinds of situation where you look to save money. If you want the best and you want a guaranteed result, you will pay more than hiring someone who will try, and fail. Sounds like if you blow it one more time, he’ll disappear on you for good. I’m not sure I’d want to have to deliver that news to Don Aranas.” El Rey studied a point on the wall for a few moments. “My number is three hundred thousand.”

“Done.”

“Plus expenses, which will probably come to another fifty to a hundred. I won’t know until I get over there and see the lay of the land.”

Valiente’s eyes narrowed to slits. “Fair enough.”

“And I’ll need specialized gear once I’m there, so you’ll have to find a local who can get hard-to-find items for me. I won’t know what they are until I’m on the ground, but it could be specialized weapons, or explosives, or gas. Don’t know. Do you have any contacts there?” El Rey asked.

“There’s nowhere in the world we don’t have contacts. I’ll find someone.” Valiente smiled. “Is there anything else?”

“I expect you to pay for the travel, too. I’ll bet first class tickets to Sydney aren’t going to be cheap.” El Rey rose to his feet. “I can leave tomorrow. I’ll need half the money in advance, as usual, and an ATM card I can withdraw up to a hundred thousand dollars on. That way I can pull money out as necessary. No, better yet, give me fifty in cash, and fifty on an ATM. Do you have a package on him?”

Valiente pushed an envelope across the table. El Rey glanced at the contents and nodded. Valiente reached below his desk and retrieved a slim briefcase.

“Here’s two hundred and fifty, cash. Call that two for you, and fifty for expenses. I’ll have a card for you within a few days and will send it to you by DHL. That way you’ll have it within a week, on the outside. My guess is you’ll want to spend some time lining things up before you do this. Am I right?”

El Rey ignored the question. “So you would have paid five hundred?”

“We think very highly of your talents. But it sounds like you’ll wind up costing four by the time this is done, so you can make it up on the next one. And if you pull this off for Aranas, there will be as many next ones as you want.” Valiente grinned. “It’s only money, right?”

“You have a point. I’ll look into hotels and flights. Timeframe for the hit?”

“If you can bring it in within ten days that will do.”

“Shouldn’t be an issue, if he’s only got a couple of bodyguards. Do you have dossiers on them?” El Rey asked.

“It’s in there. One’s South African, the other British – who saw a tour in Afghanistan. Not pushovers, that’s for sure.”

“They all die the same.”

“Too true. You need anything else from my end?”

“Just get in touch with someone who can get me whatever I need in Australia. I’ll get a cell phone once I’m there and touch base for the contact info.” El Rey stood, and hefted the briefcase. “Hate to leave a hundred on the table, but it is what it is.”

“I have a

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