Chapter 40
Luke withdrew over ten meters away. He then sped up and rushed forward.
When he approached the truck, he leapt onto the back in a single bound. Then, he used both legs to leap onto the plank on the roof of the truck.
That sent him flying high up into the air.
The truck was about 1.7 meters tall, and using the makeshift stilts, Luke sprang high into the air over the fence.
At the exact moment Luke approached the barbed wires on the fence, he curved his body and the stilts landed right on the barbed wires.
Then, just like a circus performer, he leapt off the top of the fence.
There was no cushion to soften his landing.
Thus, borrowing the power of inertia, he did a forward somersault before adjusting his body when he was about two meters from the ground. He landed on both his feet and continued hurtling forward with the momentum for over ten meters before finally stopping.
He then sat down on a tiny mound and started taking off the stilts. Picking up a random rock, he dug a hole before burying the stilts inside it.
After doing all that, Luke left the area.
After roughly five hours on foot, a shanty town finally came into sight.
Luke was relieved when he saw it. His speculation had been correct: there was indeed a town here.
There were many such towns on the Mexican side of the border even though it was all desolate uninhabited land on the American side.
About 30 kilometers away from where Luke had decided to cross was a town of moderate size.
He took out a mirror and inspected himself. After making sure that his face was covered with a pair of sunglasses and a red scarf, he entered the town.
The official language of Mexico was Spanish, but with the passage of time, the Spanish here had become somewhat different from the Spanish spoken in Spain.
And since the country bordered the United States, a lot of people here knew varying degrees of English.
At the very least, they knew enough English for regular business transactions.
Before long, Luke set off with an old car he had just bought.
This was a very shabby car, but it was also very cheap at 800 dollars. The cheap price was most likely due to the sheer amount of owners which this car had had before this.
Naturally, even 800 dollars was already overpriced. Luke was well aware of that. However, he didn’t have time to haggle with the seller.
He only had ten days of leave, and he had spent two days just getting here.
The return trip would take him at least three days as well. Thus, he had to wrap up this operation in five days.
And the less time he had, the higher the risk.
Currently, Luke only had 2,000 dollars on him. But he wasn’t worried about that.
As he drove the old car, he took out a map which he had already studied countless times. Referring to the map, he started heading for his destination.
The Carlos Family was a small crime family that had come to power recently. Thus, they weren’t too powerful compared with other criminal organizations in Mexico.
In order to save costs, they decided to make a certain town bordering Texas their stronghold.
But it was said that they had begun looking for new territory in recent years after making loads of money.
In any case, this small town called Thurmeier was still their turf for now.
Towns in America usually had thousands or only hundreds of residents. But here, a town might have nearly 10,000 residents. And in this town, the most powerful organization was the Carlos Family.
On his way, Luke stopped to buy some bottled water.
As for food, he didn’t bother. He didn’t trust the hygiene here and had no intention of testing the limits of his stomach.
Naturally, he had some high calorie food in his rucksack. They would last him a day or two without any problems.
Apart from when he had to top up gas, Luke drove without stopping.
This car looked shabby and old, but everything still worked fine. He picked this car based on the knowhow he had learned from Robert, which enabled him to purchase a vehicle that actually worked instead of one which would simply stop working not long after purchase.
This car didn’t have air conditioning, one of the windows was broken, and there were several bullet holes in the seats. Even so, it still moved steadily down the road.
Luke wanted to reach Thurmeier before nightfall.
He didn’t rush into the town like an idiot. Instead, he stopped about a kilometer away and looked around for a shady spot before driving his car over.
Getting out, he set up a simple perimeter alert warning system before getting some rest in the car.
He rested until the sky was completely dark. Then, he put on some makeup, a fake beard, and a long and thick wig, which made him look like some hipster kid.
He then set off for Thurmeier on foot.
This town was no different from most Mexican towns. It was dirty and messy, but it also had two decent nightclubs.
One of them belonged to the Carlos Family.
The club dealt drugs openly, which attracted quite a lot of wealthy American tourists.
Inside this club, guests could do whatever they couldn’t do in America as long as they forked out the cash. This club also had a good reputation of never swindling their customers.
But that was understandable.
For the Carlos Family, drug production costs were next to nothing. When they dealt drugs to the American tourists in their club, they actually sold them at the lowest price that could be found in the American market.
Their profit margin was thus as high as 95 percent for whatever they sold here.
This club was already pretty famous among American tourists, so business was booming.
Generally, a nightclub would only have about 300 or 400 customers per night. However, this particular nightclub had customers from all over America.
Luke had learned all this from the information that Chris had provided. It was why he was able to find the Carlos Family so easily.
Compared with the major drug cartels, the Carlos Family was like a baby foal; their foundation wasn’t stable enough yet.
A major cartel had easily hundreds of elite gunmen under their command, along with thousands of ordinary henchmen. It would be hard for Luke to do anything to such a cartel.
Hiding in the dark, Luke circled the club and observed it. Finally, he returned to the front door. After stuffing some cash into the bouncers’ hands, he squeezed into the crowd inside the club.
The two bouncers merely looked at each other blankly before shrugging and deciding to dismiss the idiot who had just given them money.
This wasn’t America, and people didn’t usually tip here. In any case, they weren’t bell boys.
But if a wealthy guy was happy to give them money, they didn’t mind accepting it.
They had seen plenty of idiotic American tourists who happily threw their cash around. The 100 dollars they had just gotten was nothing for these wealthy tourists.
After Luke entered the club, two beautiful Mexican women approached him.