George Villegas shuffles from the bathroom to the living room. An olive-skinned man with a chubby face, eyeglasses, and salt-and-pepper hair, Villegas grabs two wheeled suitcases, one red and one blue, packed with hundreds of gold nuggets sealed in plastic bags, each weighing more than 50 pounds. Villegas huffs as he maneuvers the luggage into a cramped elevator. As the courier for his cousin’s Bolivia-based export company he is to deliver the rolling treasure chests — worth more than a million bucks each — to a refinery. The elevator touches down on the first floor. When the doors slide open, Raonel Valdez calmly waves the gun at Villegas. “We want the gold,” he spits in Spanish. “We’re only here for the gold.” Miami New Times has the story.