Rosa 

My life was never normal. Peace was always a luxury for me. I was the only heir of the Sinaloa cartel, I trained rigorously and prepared myself both mentally and physically to make the transition smooth. 

My father was always proud of me. He never regretted having a daughter as his heir. According to him everyone was equal in terms of having power.  Your gender cannot take away from you the power of focus and applying yourself, he used to remind me every day. He is the reason behind my strong self-esteem and competing move for move in a man’s world with some of the most ruthless men in...