Tell ‘em Gerónimo sent you.

Gerónimo: Hey, psst… You Meira? You the one heading north. Me and my boys need you to do some work of an inconspicuous nature for us down here… We need you to frame, I mean courier some packages, sensitive photographs let’s say, back and forth. Understand?

Me: I don’t really…

Gerónimo: I ain’t asking… Look for Bugsy, he’ll take care of everything, and your accommodations.

Me: I already have a…

Gerónimo: Tell ‘em Gerónimo sent you.

And Gerónimo left the scene, unnoticed and undetected.

Excerpt from
Between the South and the North.