El Conquistador

By: Bill Ciccotti

Narrated by: Robert Ferraro

A casual trip to Puerto Rico. Fun, sun, and hot senoritas. What could possibly go wrong? Everything. A Spanish Don gets whacked. We get blamed for it. The cops, the mob, and even the cigar lady over on Esmeralda Avenue are out to kill us. We barely escape from the El Conquistador hotel with the cloths on our back. Wet bathing suits, no less. We’re not alter boys. I mean, we’ve left a few bloodstains on the wall. But we had no part in this tropical execution. But come hell or high water, we were going to even the score. We may look like idiots, but we’re far from it. Ryan laughed, “I wouldn’t include you in the far from it part, Bill.” Crooked cops, a mob takeover, and a bunch of vagabond American patsies. Get ready for a bumpy ride amigo. You want more? So did the Feds. But we didn’t give them everything they wanted. Besides, you aren’t ready for all of my story - yet.

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