it wasn't easy to kill him in the sense that you see it on the movies how guys cavalierly kill people. it wasn't like that for me. i remember planning it out. he was a senior member in the snm. in the '80s, he was a member of nuestra familia. you can't do that. you can't be in two clicks. you just can't. word was put out to kill the guy. i happened to be in jail when the word was put out. there was pretty much consistency with the corrections officer. so we had the same officer coming in for four or five days out of the week. then he'd have two days off. he would then come back on. i studied him and his mannerisms and behavior. once i arrived at the point which i felt comfortable, i made my move. i was after they opened up all the cell doors for evening chow. while everybody was eating, i took animal histories into his room. i sat down next to him on his bed and i talked to him. he got up. turned on his light, which sat across the desk on the wall to roll a cigarette. bible paper.