PURE NARCO - by JESSIE FINK and LUIS NAVIA
If you’re a reader who likes new characters every chapter, you’re going to love this one. Though there are almost 600 pages you’ll most likely be reading around 420 of this page turning expose of the drug world, as centred around named co-author Luis Navia, who just happens to be one of the largest shippers of drugs in history. We’re talking tonnes here, as well as aeroplanes and ships.
His evolvement from son of a wealthy ex-Cuban sugar baron into a life of crime can be put down somewhat to boredom in America after his father was forced out of Cuba by Castro. Study was not something he relished, no, adrenaline was the fuel he sought. Enter the drug world; small at first before rising to deal with the cartels but never belonging to any of them. Luis’ world was transport, and he was very good at it.
We learn how different nationalities have different takes on how to run drug networks; some have violence in the extreme, while others are less inclined towards killings and mayhem but still indulge.
Quite a few of the cast are sourced for quotes and fact checking, particularly via Luis’ family and the detective who ultimately caused him to be arrested. That makes for interesting reading at times and reveals how important family loyalty is. Though aware he was involved in drugs, he never brought his work home with him so to speak.
Money meant nothing, it was just a means to a lifestyle. Being in a hotel room with a number of prostitutes while his wife was at home was part of Luis’ way of living. He concedes it wasn’t always right and he became a devoted family man on his release, where his children are concerned anyway, though he was long divorced from his wife with whom he remains good friends. His closest relationship of all he feels is with his sister though.
Around ten percent of loads don’t make it, mostly intercepted by law enforcement but some lost due to incompetence such as incorrectly wrapping up bales with the wrong material when doing a water drop. Bye, bye cocaine. Then again, that is just one of numerous ways of shipping.
Luis loudly proclaims he was never into violence, never carried a gun, but twice came close to being killed or beaten. When captured he testified in many cases over the years as part of his plea deal but, as he states, that’s just part of the business that he lived in. Dobbing in your drug pals is part of trafficking if you’re caught apparently.
There are a couple of holes in the narrative. One is how the stepfather of his children died. No-one, but no-one, will say what happened, which leaves one speculating.
Having nine passports with different names eased Luis’ travel worries but when he discovered the one he was using was missing from his hotel room in Venezuela, alarm bells went off and it was the beginning of the end because the law had come calling.
Fink’s research has been meticulous and time-consuming but, such is the underworld you have to dig deep to get to something approximating the truth. As an insight into the world of drugs it accomplishes its goal and is a worthy read.