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ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR

Tota went ballistic, screaming obscenities and threats to kill the guy who'd sent it. Against his instincts, Rafael offered to show it to Chino anyway. Chino was incredulous. 'What! Come on, man, what's wrong with you? Why do you even bring this shit here? . . . Take it away,' he snapped, with a dismissive wave.

Tota planned to throw the lot in the ocean and organise a revenge hit on the guy in Rio. Rafael suggested that instead they should just cut the price and hunt for a new buyer. Out of the blue, Fabio turned up a mysterious buyer from Jakarta, who'd apparently agreed to pay $45,000 a kilo. He wanted 1 kilo the following day, and two more in a week. Tota asked Rafael to do the exchange for a $10,000 fee, unwilling to risk it himself.

Tota was a big guy, big biceps, fit, goes to the gym, but was just showing off because he was really a chicken. This guy was not afraid to die, he don't give a shit, but sometimes so fucking pussy to do anything. - Rafael

Rafael would have liked a fast $10,000, but he didn't have time. He was going overnight to Singapore with his family to do a shopping and visa run, something expats did to continue living in Bali by renewing their visas out of the country. So he passed the job to Jando.

And it quickly went to hell.

Rafael sensed something was wrong as soon as he flew back to Bali and spoke to Tota. His words said everything was okay, but his tone didn't. He asked Rafael to come to his hotel. One of Tota's hookers answered the door, stark naked, saying 'Hi', strutting back and draping herself on an armchair. Tota was sprawled on the couch with his knees spread wide, wearing only a sarong around his waist, covering little, exposing a lot.

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