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SNOWING IN BALI

flattened face. 'I'm the Narcotics Police Chief and I've been watching you. Tua casa caiu, Andre, your house falls.' The chief ordered the cop to remove his boot from Andre's neck. Another took his hands and cuffed them at his lower back. 'Get up,' the police chief ordered, grabbing his shirt and yanking him up.

When he stood, Andre saw cops surrounding him.

They are fucking scared. They don't know what's going to happen. For them, it's more stressful than me because this is a fucking big operation. They see I'm a drug dealer, they don't know if I'm going to shoot them, or maybe I have a security guard who shoots them. These guys prepared for weeks, and 5 am that day they get a call and are given the mission. Before that nobody knows where they're going, so the information doesn't leak. They call everybody 4 am, 5 am... 'Now we go to this house, you go to this house.' So the guys come full of adrenalin and do this Hollywood scene.

– Andre

Andre had prepared for this day too. He'd played in his mind how to react to a bust since his last escape dash to Hawaii. He wasn't going to cower, he'd play hardball – he was a reputable businessman. Their guns didn't scare him. Brazil was full of guns; he had one in his restaurant and even traffic cops carried them. He knew cowering and acquiescing to their every demand would just make it worse. He had to play tough, act like the respectable entrepreneur he pretended to be.

The cops took Andre into his house, and he realised the Chief and his partner were the two men he had glimpsed at the gate. Chief Fernando Caieron was head of Operation Playboy, an investigation – one year so far – into the rich playboys

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