I love a good drug smuggler story. To give you an
idea, I loved the book Blow (which, BTW, was
much more believable and than this book). As I
listened to the story, which was narrated by
Roger Reaves himself, I couldn't help but think
that some (or much) of this book is a lot of
fabrication and a result of a good imagination
and embelishment. Towards the end I found
myself rolling my eyes as Roger finished telling
another "whopper". Don't get me wrong, the
book was pretty entertaining, but the chances
that these narrow escapes, many brushes with
death, and chance and random meetings and
encounters with "key people" actually happened
to this one person, I'm just not buying it.
I don't want to accuse Roger Reaves of being a
liar, but I simply don't believe a lot of the stories
he told. I believe much of it is embellishment and
fabrication.