Sources next to the investigation, who would speak only on background, confirm that Renaldo Ortega, a major leader within the cartel died in the attac... on one compound, along with several other key players, and...”“So,” said Matt out loud, but obviously just talking to himself. “I guess that takes care of that.”“Takes care of what, Sweetie?” asked Jennifer now that she had followed her husband into the den, wondering what about that news story had interested him so much that he would simply. “Ohmygod. Stop the car!” she yells at the top of her lungs.David slams on the breaks and pulls off the side of the road. “What is it?” “My phone has 1% and my charger is in the back!”“Jesus Nicole. I thought your mom died or something.” They both laugh.“My phone dying is just as bad!”Nicole stretches her arm out as far as it will go, but her bag is just out of reach. She unbuckles her seat belt and swings her leg around so one knee is on each seat. Still, she can’t reach her bag. Nicole bends. It felt unreal, that a stranger was touching me. I became hard without any prompting. Then he stuck a finger up inside my ass. I gulped hard. His finger felt huge compared to my own in there. It felt awkward but I didn't want him to stop even though my ass tried to push him out. He removed his finger and smelled it. His face expression was enough and I could also smell my stink. He got up and washed his hands in the tiny bathroom off his bedroom. I heard him fumbling around in there. He came. It was weird as soon as we sat down dozens of girl’s came over and asked we would buy them a drink. Alfred being the only one of us that could speak Spanish fluently told them to leave us alone and give us a little time. We ordered some beers and just took in the sites. As we sat there we could see different people being led upstairs. Alfred was the most anxious and saw a woman he liked. He called her over, she sat down and Alfred bought her a drink. When they brought the beer over to her it.