Agua Prieta

But you know, there's a lot of websites out there that you can find that they are doing the right thing for the right people and you'll be convinced, but it's hard to find them too.

The ones I'm talking about are the ones that are actually from, I've been there, Ensenada, these cities that are close to the border, Tijuana, Tecate, Agua Prieta, all these little cities and stuff.

They have very poor 12-step programs and with a lot of people in there.

And then they're probably full to the gills, folks.

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In 1989, the Sinaloa cartel was a small enterprise made up of 25 employees who worked at offices in Guadalajara and a small border town called Agua Prieta Where a lengthy underground tunnel was secretly dug out to smuggle drugs into Douglas, Arizona on the opposite side of the frontier.

The entrance was secretly concealed underneath a pool table which, at the flick of a switch, was raised by a hydraulic platform to reveal it.

In the tunnel sat a cart tied to a rope that, once stuffed with drugs, was pulled 200 feet to a warehouse on the other side, after which another hydraulic platform disguised as a drainage grate was activated to take the goods out.

At the start, this single subterranean route was the Sinaloa cartel's primary pipeline into the United States, with more than three tons of product passing through it every month.

It was originally sourced from Colombia, from where it was transported via convoys of planes to Mexico, which landed in an airstrip about 100 miles south of the border before it was transferred on to Agua Prieta.

By using the tunnel, he could move stock a lot faster than his rivals, so that by the early 1990s, Colombian cartels were lining up to do business with El Chapo, who came to be known as El Rapido for the quickness and reliability of his operation.

Soon, Guzman was pulling in enough cash to buy a $10 million mansion, a private zoo filled with lions, tigers, and panthers, and four private jets which he used to travel to places around the world to gamble at casinos or broker business deals.

Story four.

I am Evaristo, and what I am about to tell you happened in the early hours of November fourteenth, twenty eighteen, on the stretch of highway connecting Janos, Chihuahua, with Agua Prieta, Sonora.

It is Federal Highway Two, a route known for being isolated and dangerous, especially when crossing San Luis Pass.

I have spent more than twenty years working in heavy freight transportation.

Besides, the voice on the radio was not human, or at least it did not sound like a living person speaking into a microphone.

It sounded like an old recording played through a speaker submerged in water.

I was about twenty kilometers from the military checkpoint before the entrance to Agua Prieta.

The terrain was beginning to level out a little.

So I was filming a documentary, and this is up in Sonora area.

And [scoffs] we had to negotiate, we had to, we had to film, we wanted to film in the city of Agua Prieta.

If you know that small town on the border, Agua Prieta, near Douglas, Arizona.

Okay.

So we, we're going, we're looking at a massacre that had been in this town.

And in fact, there was an earthquake, a mild earthquake, in August just this year on the U.S.-Mexico border.

It was a 4.3 earthquake in Agua Prieta, which is a border town in Mexico, and And it was probably an aftershock of the 1887 earthquake.

So even when I was down in Bavis Bay, the town, I went in to visit the mayor in the town hall and he pointed to cracks in the walls.

He said, yeah, it's shaking here.