Dominico nodded. “And bigger transports draw bigger attention.”
That would leave train, truck or boat. The only train line clipped the top eastern corner of the state and stopped dead in Mexicali without crossing the U.S. border. However it did come up all the way from Sinaloa with dozens of stops in between. The material could have been offloaded from the truck and loaded into a container car anytime within the past twenty-four hours. Bolan’s instincts spoke to him. A train was a lock. Once the material was on board there was no way to quickly offload it. Trains had regular stops and all of them could be filled with federales at a moment’s notice. Bolan felt sure the material was still in a truck heading north for the border or had headed for the coast and was on a boat rounding Baja. Guillermo Dominico’s alter ego King Solomon was the key.
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