New Year, Same Shit

I’m getting really tired of this. These drug dealers will use anything for mules. They have implanted drugs in human bodies, in dogs, in cats, anything they can use to move their product.

Last night nearly killed me. We found a young woman, she was barely 18, had been used for a mule. We raided the warehouse where she was. It made me sick. They had this girl on a table, her wrists and ankles bound so she couldn’t fight, and they were cutting her open with a large serrated knife to remove the balloon of coke. She died before the medics could arrive. Bobby completely lost it. We had to hold him back or think he would’ve killed the bastards. I don’t know how many they’ve used this way.

How can people do this? I know how. They don’t see human life worth a damn. As long as they make their money, they could care less who gets hurt or dies in the process. I know this was another one of Rivera’s victims. When I get my hands on this son of a bitch, I’m going to rip him apart with my bare hands. I hope I get to him first.