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Back then, Costa Rica was a fiscal paradise.

The laws were very flexible here.

For Don, that was just perfect.

Don built a little house and cage for the cats.

That's all he had on the farm before he left.

I knew him well back then. He was a good man.

But, honestly, I never saw him again.

Since he disappeared, I've never seen him again.

Never.

And I'd recognize him anywhere.

Even all these years later, I'd recognize him.

People say he lives somewhere else now.

That's the story, but I don't know if it's true.

I met Don because he needed maintenance on his airplane.

One time, he wanted to take a cat with him.

He tried to fit the cage there.

He liked the jungle areas, away from the city.

He could've landed in any of those airports.

Did they keep records of these flights?

No. If you wanted, you'd take off, and if you stay below 1,000 feet,

you don't have to notify air traffic control.

He would tell me they needed to create a company with this name,

this much capital...

So I would create those companies for him.

I would legalize their books.

What they did with those companies is their problem.

It was very easy to get a fake passport in Costa Rica.

There were gangs dedicated to falsifying passports.

They would register the person with a fake name

or the name of a dead person.

A person could travel with that.

Don Lewis. I remember him like yesterday.

Of all the clients I had...

Don Lewis was most important.

He always needed a beautiful woman next to him.

He was a charmer. He treated people nicely.

He had money. What more could a woman want?

Whenever he came to Costa Rica, I would take care of him.

And he always liked everything to be perfect.

I remember every day we would go and buy The Tico Times.

We moved to this neighborhood in 1996.

It's a very quiet neighborhood.

But in that house next door,

lived a man we all knew as "El Gringo."

In fact, some people call it "The Cursed House."

It always had odd tenants and strange things going on.

There was a lot of movement outside that house.

A lot of women.

Men would line up outside the house and look at them.

They were all young.

I would bring girls to the house for him.

If he liked one, she would spend the night there.

He paid them well.

But he liked them young and beautiful.

During his last few trips, Don looked worried.

He told me he was in danger.

He said it was over money.

He had some problems with some people in the US.

They were really bad men.

I asked, "Bad men?" He said, "Very, very bad."

"They will kill you," he said. "Bang."