A true story written in the authors own words
My name is tom and I have a story to tell you about my life as a coyote. A coyote is someone that hauls illegals into the United States of America from another country, My first time running them, I was about 16 years old. One day I was doing nothing and was very bored and wishing that there was something to do and then some guy came up to me asking for one of my friends and they weren't there. The guy asked me if I wanted to make some money, and of course I said yes. He told me what I had to do, and then He left.
I know this desert better than most of the people, because I grew up here and got to know the whole area. So I went and did what I was supposed to do. I went and got the car I was going to use to get the people. Then I went to a Mexican border town called Calexico. The Mexicans were already at what they call a safe house (a safe house is where they keep the immigrants until you are able to pick them up). So I picked them up and drove them to the next destination to be dropped off. Then they wait to be picked up to be driven to the next town, which is usually Los Angeles. Then I had to wait to get paid by the guy that hired me to do the job. He took about an hour to get there (I got paid about $200 per person). I proceeded to do this for seven days each week. I was so good at it that the other local coyotes started to call me the phantom, and the magazines called me the coyote extraordinaire, because the only time I got busted, I was running passenger, Or if my boss set me up so he could get a bigger load through. And that is how I became the coyote extraordinaire...................
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