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SNOWING IN BALI

friend of a friend, he'd get back to them, offering a run. An older Brazilian woman, who'd been living in Bali for 20 years, sidled up to him at parties hustling for a chance to run. 'I need a job. I can do it - nobody is going to stop me because I'm old. Let's do it.'

Rafael regularly used runners who didn't fit any stereotype, such as families with kids, or young couples, but Barbara really blew apart any cliché image. She was in her mid-fifties, with bleached blonde, artificially straightened hair to her shoulders, and a cosmetically tightened face, frozen from habitual Botox shots so that even if she got scared, at least it wouldn't show on her face.

One day Rafael and one of his Peruvian partners decided to give the old mare a run.

She flew out, truly excited to be finally doing a run, carrying the specially designed backpack, so that in Peru, all Rafael's packers had to do was stitch the coke into the back of the bag. A week passed and Barbara flew home to Bali with 2.5 kilos of coke in the bag and a smile on her lips. She loved this gig; an exciting trip, all expenses paid and cash to boot. Rafael was waiting for her in his red Jimny at the airport, very pleased to see his old horse walk out with the bag. It was a goal for him, another nice big bag of cash.

In the airport we were so excited. We put the bag in the car, 'Let's go. Woo hooo. Let's celebrate.'
- Rafael

Rafael drove to the five-star Nikko Bali Resort in the swanky beach area of Nusa Dua on Bali's southern tip. In the car, Barbara, always loquacious, was high from adrenalin and prattling excitedly about her trip - how she picked up guys for hot

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