"He said that the first step to taking over the government was to discredit the police. Once the press believed that the police were in business with ...the Cartels, then the Cartels could begin to exert control over the local governments. Estavante said it would take years, but that every year we would get more and more control until it would be like Mexico here. According to him the politicians would be afraid to take on the drug cartels."So tell me where the money is now?" There was never any. ”The hospital receptionist looked up as two men walked up to the desk. The elder, a man in his forties, his hair just starting to go attractively grey, carried a clipboard. “‘ere luv, sign that,” he said in a broad Brummie accent, stuffing a delivery note in front of the receptionist. “We’ve got four big boxes for you. Where do you want them?”The receptionist had had similar requests for years. She looked at the form in front of her. It looked like a standard delivery note, like many she had. The knife slid down to where my hands were bound and it rested at the base of a finger. Little one, do you know how sometimes a finger will be cut off and sent to the family to prove a point? I closed my eyes and braced myself, sure he was going to cut me. Instead, the knife cut upwards, cutting the rope that tied my hands to the chair, leaving them tied together. He grabbed them and roughly pushed me off the chair, letting me crash to the ground, my feet still tied to the chair. A hand grabbed. “No” she said “Would you like to join me for dinner”. I didn’t need asking twice! “Of course, it would be a pleasure to dine with you”. I only had a Dinner Jacket, frilled shirt and bow tie, but she said that would be fine but she would have to slip into something better to accompany me. She took her bag and entered the closet, closing the door behind her. I knew she would be in there a while, so I quickly changed and lay on the top bunk with my paper. As we passed across some points the train.