Training to Become a Sicario

Alex checked out of his hotel room the next morning and waited at the location where La Madre told him to. An hour passed before it quickly became two hours, and later three. For a moment, Alex believed he might have been fucked with, but in the next moment a van pulled up and several gunmen appeared before him.

They were wearing tactical gear and skull balaclavas as they shouted their commands at Alex in Spanish. Given just barely enough time to raise his hands in an act of surrender, Alex was quickly hogtied and blindfolded before being shoved into the van where it took him to God knows where.

It felt like hours had passed before the van finally came to a stop, and when it did, the blindfold was pulled off of Alex's face, and his bindings were released where he was led into a desert gulch where several other young men were located.