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SNOWING IN BALI

went out hunting Borrador. As they drove along a dark narrow road in Canggu, they spotted him going in the opposite direction on his motorbike.

Rafael did a fast U-turn, tore after the bike, quickly overtook it and swerved in front, forcing Borrador to slam to a stop. 'Hey, Rafael,' he waved uncertainly.

'Fuck you, man,' Rafael yelled out the window as Jando burst out of the passenger door, rounding on the bike, kicking it over and propelling Borrador to the ground. The Peruvian had no chance to react. Jando grabbed his hand and snapped his thumb back in the Jiu-Jitsu cowhand technique. Borrador writhed in agony with his arm up in the air as Jando snarled, 'What the fuck do you think you're doing, motherfucker?'

Rafael stayed in the driver's seat keeping an eye on passing traffic. He'd told Jando to scare the guy to death, not actually kill him, but to let him think tonight they were going to dump his corpse into one of the surrounding rice paddies.

Out the window Rafael taunted, 'You can't call your mamma now, you're going to die out here, my friend.' The Peruvian, now on his knees with his hands clasped in prayer, begged, 'Please don't kill me.'

Jando kicked him hard in the chest. 'You pussy, stand up and fight.' Sprawled on the ground, Borrador sobbed, 'I don't want to fight.' Jando whacked him several times in the back of the head. 'Why do you want to fuck our business, motherfucker?' he blasted, hauling him up by a clump of hair.

'I didn't do nothing, it was my friend.'

'Bullshit,' Rafael interjected.

'I need money, quick, that's why we sold like that. Sorry,' he sobbed.

To scare him more, Jando whipped a knife out of his pocket and held its blade against his throat. 'Motherfucker, we aren't'

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