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of small amounts, but also dealing with the small-time locals, which all the westerners knew could be lethal.

Indonesians, when they are small players – everybody gets real edgy about it, because they are the ones who are really dangerous; everybody knows they talk to police. The big players nobody is worried about, the small players everyone is worried about. They won’t think twice about giving some names up; they are not strong.

– Alberto

Two days after his nightmare, Alberto was delivering pills to an Indonesian he’d done two deals with previously. They’d set up a time around lunch, but Alberto was delayed. The Indonesian kept calling, asking for his new arrival time. When finally close, Alberto phoned letting him know he’d be there in a few minutes. Alberto was wary about dealing with a local, but was focused on what else he had to do that night, because he still had another three people lined up for deliveries – one at 10 pm in a restaurant, another at 11 pm in a supermarket and another after that – but only ever taking the drugs for one deal at a time. It had been a busy day. He parked his bike and walked towards the shop.

When I was walking inside this guy’s place, I had a funny feeling – just my instinct. I look to the side and there was some guys, like three or four, sitting on the stairs right next to door to his shop and talking, all Indonesians. I had one split second of eye contact with one of those guys; he looked right into my eyes with an evil look. Right then I had an electric shock all through my whole body like I’d just been hit by lightning. Right then, I knew, that’s it, something is really wrong. It gave me chicken skin, goose bumps. I had the feeling.

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