Faded Colors
by Benjamin Rich
Category: Fiction

Is it possible that the “War on Drugs” is a sham? Is it possible that there is no war and that a group of rogue intelligence agency thugs really run the business to “protect the foreign interests” of the United States? Is it a fact that after have a century of pressure from law enforcement, the illegal dope business runs smoother than most American corporations with less internal loss? When body parts start coming up in fishing gear and the good guys have to shoot the other good guys, the lines between good and evil lose their significance. And when you know the truth, the only way to stay alive is run like hell and watch your six!