Vasquez was astonished.
"I knew they had got him," he said.
And there, he said, was Chapo--on his knees surrounded by Marines.
With him was his wife, Emma Coronel Aispuro, and their two twin daughters.
He looked at Chapo kneeling below him.
"It's you," he said. "It's you."
When they detained The Nose, Victor asked him where Chapo was. The Nose first said he was @ a safehouse code named #3. But Vazquez had a BB chat showing Chapo had been taken to a house coded #5.
Vazquez told The Nose he knew "birria" wasn't at #3. It showed just how much US agents knew about Chapo. The Nose, sighing, agreed to help Vazquez find his boss.
When the defense asked Vazquez on cross if any Americans aside from him were present, the judge sustained the govt's objection. Same w/when the defense asked if the raid had used drones.
"Until today," she said, "I'm still confused because I thought in our relationship we were romantically involved."
Lucero tried hard not to look at Chapo. She has a facial tic that seemed exacerbated by her nerves. Chapo did not make eye contact w/her either. Chapo's wife, Emma Coronel, was in the room too, playing with her hair and staring forward.
For this, she was not paid.
Lucero answers: "10 kilos, love."
"The heart means that I love you," she writes, "and the 4 means I bless the day you came into this world."
(Chapo's birthday is 4/4.)
The judge just extended break for another five minutes because Lucero started crying on the witness stand before the jury was brought in. She looks truly broken up. Emma meanwhile was sitting the gallery smiling.
This is literally a federal court tele-novela.