When Charlie saw the Mexican driving the pickup truck into the dilapidated fishing village, he pretended to be curious and asked the young man in the passenger seat, “Hey buddy, aren’t we going to Ensenada? Why are we driving into this dilapidated fishing village?”

The young man casually replied, “Our car is almost out of fuel. There is smuggled fuel in this fishing village that is sold at a cheap price. We will refuel the car here and continue driving afterward. We are not far from Ensenada, o