0200 hrs. 

Venezuela, La Guaira Port.

A military container truck trundled out of a port warehouse under the cover of night, heading towards the nearest military base. The truck had just left the port when a girl on a skateboard suddenly shot out from the side, almost colliding with the truck. 

“Bitch!” The truck driver cursed in Spanish. “You blind?” 

The girl didn’t even look back. She brushed past the truck and back, disappearing from the driver’s sight in the blink of an eye. 

“Shit!” muttered the driver, “Almost ran her over. It’s fucking two in the morning! Skateboarding? Must be some restless student sneaking out at night to meet with her boyfriend.” 

The soldier in uniform in the passenger seat laughed. “That bitch had a good body. Would be great if I could fuck her. Haha!” 

The driver smiled a vulgar smile too. “Stop fucking dreaming. Let’s get this shipment of firearms from China to the base then have a drink or two at the club. We could get lucky there.” 

As the two Venezuelan soldiers chatted about women, the skateboarding...