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AGAINST THE ODDS

suffering from panic syndrome – fearing someone was trying to kill him – to Teahupoo, Tahiti, on his French passport.

Many people want to kill this guy, he's not gonna live long, he fuck everybody to get rich.

– Rafael

The next time Rafael was in Brazil, he met with Fox's lawyer, who by chance was dating one of his friends. She told him the cops had been asking, 'Who's this guy Rafael?' She asked Rafael, 'Was it you?'

'I wish,' he replied. Rafael went to Florianópolis to look at Fox's house, which was up for sale.

I was planning to burn the house, make some Molotov bottles and throw in the house to burn it. But I give up. I say it's too hot now. I'm ready to make some money. Fucking Fox, he's lucky.

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Although Rafael had lost many of his friends to jail or betrayal, one of his more trusted partners returned. Irrepressible, with a toothy smile on his face and as excited as a kid, Andre flew back to Bali. He'd fast grown tired of wheeling his shopping trolley of books around maximum security and, after 14 months, paid to be transferred to the less secure Complex Penitentiary, the jail where he'd escaped from the containers previously.

The boss from this prison is really funny. He's a fat guy, his name is Shucka. When he sees me, he says, 'Why are you coming here again? You try escaping, you want to fuck my job, yeah?'

– Andre

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