The immigration patrol officer saw a shadow were there wasn't supposed to be one.
Way in the back of a gully a brown van was parked behind bushes of chaparral.
"A smuggler for sure." The senior officer told his pardner. "Call for back up"
They parked the jeep to block the only possible exit and waited. When the rest of the immigration patrols
arrived they fanned out, carefully keeping fire arms on the van in a cross fire.
The engine was off but from the heat the senior office knew this vehicle had recendly
been parked.
"This guy must have just seen us and took off." The senior officer opened the door and
looked in. "Jesus! It's full of dead people!"
There were twenty eight bodies packed into the van. After examination investigators
concluded these people weren't killed by a coyote while trying to cross into
the country. They had been murdered days before. Usually execution style, some shot, some
stabbed, some had hands tied and plastic bags over their heads. And all neatly stacked with
care in the van. Not packed, shipped. These guys weren't a
ring smuggling illegals into the country, they were a ring that smuggles murdered victims bodies out of the country and into failed countries that couldn't solve crimes!
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