Miami FL/June 3rd/1991: I've made it to Miami I got rid of all the coke now it's time to show my patron what I'm made of and what he owes. I quickly call my patron... "hey patron by any chance are u still in Miami or are you back in Colombia? "No I'm in Miami" alright sounds good I'm going to stop by and give you a visit. *call ends*
I make it to my patron safe house and I notice that there's more than one person in the house with him. I grab my gun from my wait and barge in.
*BANG* GIVE ME WHAT YOU OWE ME NOW! IM DONE PLAYING THESE STUPID GAMES. "No" said El patron blankly. "Get him boys show them what we do to people who think there tough and can try pushing me around.
Two of his guards pulled out AK47s out from the couch and start shooting.
I jump of of the way take out my gun and take two shots *BANG *BANG* the guards fall straight to the ground.
"Listen you either take out what you owe me or u get shot right between the eyes you choose I'm done playing these fucking games"
"Nope" said el patron. "Wrong answer"
*gun clicks* POP! The body of who used to be the head leader of the Colombian is dead. People will now know me as Don Juan... the new leader of Colombian cartel.
VOUS LISEZ
End Of The Line
ActionRead of on how colombia's new drug lord Juan Pablo makes it to the top and crumbles after the DEA agents try to stop him.
