We were two streets back from the entrance to the favela. Joao had binoculars, watching and waiting. Up this close, I was amazed at how large it was. I'd seen them from a distance, but this close up, it must have been full of thousands of people. If my mind hadn't been solely focused on taking out the kingpin, I'd have given all those people a thought, left wondering how they survived on a daily basis. But I couldn't afford that. My sole focus was making it to the top and taking out the fuckwit in charge.

And I knew he was only the first. Once we did this, it...