Narcos Book Novels & Stories

I paused before reducing my voice. “You do the complete opposite. You put those people in those conditions. Was it violence, killing? You make innocent people lose their lives over what? Power? Money? These drugs are harmful for humans to inhale or take. Too much of it causes liver failure, addiction, mental illness, and even nasal problems. But how would you know? You just don't care” I used the back of my hand to wipe my face as the tears kept pouring down. I wanted to control them but I just couldn't.

she said into the void, remembering the word coming out of her brother's mouth, which he had rarely said and never to refer to her as someone of flesh and blood, always as if she were a product of a fertile imagination or a part of the past. He clenched his fist in suppressed anger. Whatever was happening was beyond his brother's control, and there was no other way to explain his strange behavior. He slowly stood up and took out of his jacket the paper that Ciro had given him. He reached for the switch and turned on the light; with it off he wouldn't be able to see the notes. They were instructions for loading narcotics and other illegal trade devices with their respective clients, prices an

Chapter 7- Miguel walked around New York city, with an unconscious girl in his arms. There was a loud thunder followed by a thunder strike. The sky tuned pitch black, announcing to the whole world that it will soon start its heavy attack. Miguel couldn't believe that he was doing this, he has never done this for anyone before. He should have just left her all alone and continue with his own usual business but he couldn't bring himself to do that. She looked so vulnerable and lost, she was so innocent and a part of him wanted to shield her away from this dangerous world, strange right?

Xavier asked “Really late. I couldn’t leave her alone. I had to watch over her” “Yes you had to, considering the fact that you and Laura both decided to remove her baby without her consent. Did the guilt keep you up?” Xavier asked, still not looking up from his book “How did you know about that?” Jared asked “I find something amusing about this book. The man who was from a fairly rich background sells all his father has just to spite his father. That is not where it gets interesting. The most interesting part is that his father is an on old man on his death bed. He was literally dying and all his son could do was hate his father and he had carried that hate for his father around all his life

She was as dead inside now as she was back when she first went on her antidepressants at fourteen, when she had to accept Phoebe Tyson wasn't coming back, and her father could only afford schedule-five drugs prescribed by Dr Khan, instead of sending her to a padded white room where she could finger paint the whole day and jot down her feelings in a journal. "The net is closing in on the Ivanovs with their drug smuggling business in Rock Castle. The hammer is about to come down hard on the Nkosis for their cash in transit and hijacking stints and their business dealings in Moz," Elijah continued, trying to scare the daylights out of her. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't terrified, though

“The Grand Council is heading the investigation,someone has apparently given them hints and they are saying there are–narcotics.” My eyes widened and I tried to laugh it off, that's impossible. That's the wildest accusation in the book they could throw at us,but my laugh couldn't quit form into mirth because I knew,deep down in the pit of my stomach, that there wouldn't have been an investigation right now if the tip didn't hold weight. My steps hastened and I hurried to the office and almost fell back at the sight I saw. A swarm of journalists and police were littered across the room,there was clicking of cameras,showing off narcotics using the cameras and even reportage.

He chuckled. "This isn't really your first attempt on my life, but it has gotten quite annoying, I must admit." The man before me was some kind of pharmacist, who specialized in making narcotics and other illegal drugs. He was well known for his work, and was a wanted criminal. Aurora and I had been tracking him for months, till we finally ran into him. We weren't prepared, and were grossly outnumbered, causing Aurora to flee the scene, while I bought her some time.

Josephine asks, clicking on another email. “There is” Emmett responds, taking the mouse and closing the current email. “There are four detectives in the narcotics division from what I could see. There may be more and there is a list of people Max had working for him from pharmacists to pharmaceutical distributors and drug dealers etc” he announces, clicking open a file with the names of those Maxwell was paying off. “Why?” Josephine questions, more to herself. “What was his motive?”

The dimly lit booth was as romantic as it possibly could be, with candles lit on the table. The waitress brought us 2 glasses of scotch and we ordered our meals. “I’ll have the classic Alfredo with truffles” Janice spoke. “The lobster please.” I told her. “So listen Janice… I really loved the past few days we’ve had together. And before whatever is going on between us gets any further, there’s something I have to tell you about my line of work.” I told her. “Now I understand if this changes how you feel about me, but I’ll cut the chase. Janice, I am the leader of the Los Grove Cartel.” Looking into her eyes to try and guess what she was thinking.

Thаt must mеаn thаt mу tасtіс оf nоt rеѕіѕtіng thе drugѕ is working, оr maybe I аm trulу broken аnd I just dоn’t knоw іt уеt. I mаdе a lіѕt оf mу оbѕеrvаtіоnѕ at the back оf thіѕ bооk. It has everything I know about Nеоn’ѕ thugs. If уоu’rе reading this, please add to thе list wіth the thіngѕ you fіnd оut about thеm.