Timmy Reyes, no time for mariachi

Good things come to those who venture south of the California border. And sometimes really fucking bad things happen. But it’s a safer trek these days than years’ past, not that the Cartel’s chilled out, or the Federales, or the Policia. And, carrying a grip of cash helps. But it’s not a proper border crossing if it doesn’t consist of barrels, beers and Al Pastor tacos. And that’s exactly what Mr Reyes finds.