I took my sunglasses off before I shook his hand. Eye contact separates journalists from people who tweet news. I was sitting with some of the most wanted men in Mexico and the United States, surrounded by forty heavily armed sicarios. One wrong expression and I wouldn’t have walked away. This wasn’t myth or rumor. This was real life.
Fourteen Colombian women were rescued in Cancún after being trafficked under the illusion of high-paying jobs. Inside the structure of debt, control, and profit behind paradise.
