Miguel Diaz y Guerrero

I remember nothing of my family. I remember only the places I live with strangers. I am raised and educated in one government-sponsored institution after another.

I am never successfully placed with a family. If you can breed a child for aggression, I am that child. If you can anneal a boy into a weapon, I am the man the boy becomes.

I regard my services to my government as training exercises. I truly come into my own in the running of Escobar Enterprises for the vicious, wealthy, and powerful Seņor Ramon Escobar.

I serve him as his right-hand man. He trusts me all things that run the ... import ... business. He trusts me with his wife and daughters.

A man must be very careful in whom he places his trust.

So must now his despondent widow, especially a widow of such voracious appetites and lurid charms.

In February of 2007 the private plane of Ramon Escobar goes down over the waters off Cartagena. His body is never found. The black box is found, and it tells the tale of pilot error.

What other tale can it tell? I place the pilot error into the box myself.

I already own the allegiance of the men of Escobar. Now I own the means to reward them, and I reward them well. There is bounty in Escobar, bounty in this chingado paiz, and I take what I take.

Tomo lo que tomo. Todo que esta aqui es mio.

I am a businessman. Make an offer.